(Veg Voyage part 1–> click here)
So it was the morning of July the 20th, 2015 and I was sitting in my dads car (that I still remember from over 5 years ago) in an airport car park. The same area of the last memory I had on Australia, which happened to be the last memory of one of the biggest changes to occur in my life. The car still had the same smell, same fur covered seats and familiar stickers that a long time ago a young me thought would make the car look ‘pretty’.
My bags were loaded and we were off.
Although I would say that the 14 hour flight from Dubai to Brisbane with a belly fuelled by only a small amount of snacks and a head as light as a feather may have contributed to the effect, I won’t lie, I felt obscure. I was sitting next to a man I haven’t seen for a great chunk of my life, in a familiar setting that was just not that familiar. What do you say? What do you do? What if he doesn’t like me? What if I don’t like it here? What am I doing? What if… STOP! I was full of questions. Full of anxious feelings, but I knew one thing for sure… I’m not going to want to leave. The fact is, it was going to be difficult, but that’s why I was here.
However, It didn’t take long for me to feel settled. My dad took me to the Gold Coast, the city ‘Famous for its fun’ south of Brisbane on the East Coast. I explained to him this little blog and my new love for good nutritious foods with its glorious benefits. He understood and explained that he, himself, is trying to cut down on dairy products, coffee, etc. Perfect. We talked about the bigger changes in our lives since last seeing each other and lots to do about food. To all my friends, this will seem ironic, as i’m all about the food! So then that lead us to breakfast, or whatever it was for me, seeing as I hadn’t slept in over a day and my fellow friends were probably just going to bed! It didn’t take us long to find a decant little coffee place near the sea side that offered small vegan things and a range of sweet and savoury breakfasts.
I had a gorgeous bowl of macadamia maple clusted granola base, soy yoghurt, fruit and superfood toppings of coconut, goji berries and chia seeds. Along side it, I had a lovely bottle of tangy juice, which (if I can remember) contained Grape fruit, orange, lime and carrot. A real refresher.
It took us another hour or so driving and talking before we entered the cold mist of the forest cluttered mountain where a community of animals and friends lies at the bottom to middle edge. Where snakes, bush turkeys and other critters roam, or in other words…home.
A tiny self made mud hut where the birds clean the dishes and the kangaroo’s make the fire’s… haha I’m only messing with you.
It would be wrong to say ‘nothing had changed’, because it had. But I guess what was making me think that, was that nothing, in terms of feelings, had changed at all. It felt so natural. It felt so good.
Now the next bit, again, the feelings are very special and I don’t think there are words that exist that describe the way I felt with the next two encounters.
I have two sisters. Two younger sisters. Two beautiful younger sisters. One of which, I have never met. So not only was I re-connecting with my dad, making myself feel at home again and settling to my new (but old) surroundings, I was meeting some-one very dear and who I had already loved,but had never actually met before. Again, the sorts of things that play around the mind are questions. What if she doesn’t like? What if she doesn’t want anything to do with me? What if I can’t be a good role model? What if I don’t know what to say? What if… well F-it (excuse my language), I needed to meet her! And so I did, and she is gorgeous. She is my little star.
She took me to her room, showed me all her dolls, introduced me to the two new cats and there on, a new story of our lives began. I suddenly felt a little more complete.
I was re-connected with my dad’s partner and introduced to her parents, who were staying for a couple of days. To be honest, I think I sat down for an hour or so quietly trying to take it all in. But before I could really be still, we were off again to collect and resume my relationship with another little gem.
We drove down to the bottom of the mountain and waited fro the school bus to arrive. I wish I could say it was a nice little wait, but lets just say, my palms were sweaty and I was shaking inside.
“Here it is” …
Before I even had the chance to really step out of the car I saw this small little girl (who in actual fact, was not as small as I remember) clasped around my hips. I was in total state of shock, but I felt like my happiness could’ve shot me to the moon and back. Again, she was beautiful, inside and out! It took me a little while to convince myself that the little toddler I once knew, was not a toddler but a stunning young lady.She told me that my cheeks were red and then went on to ask “Is it because you are happy?” and of-course my answer was ‘ I’m happy!’.
The next couple of days: Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were mainly resting, re-adjusting and chitter-chattering.
On Tuesday and Wednesday morning I had bowls of fruit with vanilla soy-yoghurt and a self made topping of muesli (which consisted of oats, various dried fruits and super foods). Thursday, I had some banana porridge.
On Tuesday my dad made some amazing maize based tortillas which he flattened with an amazing but simple construction of wood and filled it with his special bean sauce. Along with this I had some avocado and chilli sauce. True Mexican feelings were starting to take over! My taste-buds where beginning their dance hehe :)) For dinner we had a lovely quiche which was filled with sweet potatoes and pumpkin which was sourced from their permaculture. Yep, it couldn’t be any more organic.
On Thursday, my dad’s partner made an exquisite Thai dish. I have never tried real Thai food before and if you havn’t, you really have too! Using paw paws grown on their land, she made a stunning and spicy green paw paw salad with crushed peanuts, sticky rice (super sticky, yet supper satisfying) and a shredded tofu salad. Oh my… heaven! Thank you Kat.
But to sum this very long and probably over written blog post… I want to say to you all , have faith! We all get nervous, we all get scared and we all tend to doubt ourselves at things, but we also have a little fight in us. Its ok to worry, actually I believe its good to be scared sometimes. Because how else would we learn to get over what fears us if we exceed to do what it is that worries or scares us. Its been said alot, but you never know what you are capable of achieving unless you try. And in the end, if we do not pursue something a little daunting, then one day we may live to regret it! But best of all, DO NOT BE AFRAID TO DREAM, even if you are going through a nightmare.
I’m sorry for a very long post, even though it was really only the one day I talked about…
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