Yesterday at work a woman was wearing one of the Lokai bracelets. I’d seen them on Instagram and had wanted one for awhile but just hadn’t gotten around to ordering one.
The beautiful thing about them is how there is a white bead which contains water from Mt Everest, and a black bead that contains mud from the Dead Sea – the highest and lowest points on Earth. The idea behind them is to use the elements to have a balance. At hard times in life, to have hope. In good times in life, to stay humble. I just love it.
So anyways I see this women wearing it and I hadn’t seen one in person before so I asked if I could look at it as I’d wanted one for a while, and admired how beautiful it and it’s concept was.
This woman immediately told me to try it on, and said I could have it. I was shocked as I had not intended on making this random woman give me her bracelet! I told her how I could never take it but I really appreciated it, but she insisted. She said how she could get another one and she needed to do something kind today so she gave it to me!
Now that’s what I call good karma.
Today I woke up and took the dogs for a jog.
It was a magnificent morning:
Then I rode a bike for the first time in like 7 years probably. It was fantastic! I used to always ride my bike growing up in the Drakensberg (for those who aren’t from SA let’s just say the mountains lol) but it’s been years since I got on one.
It’s true what they say, you never forget how to ride a bike! I was genuinely surprised I didn’t fall off and break something.
Now that the summer is approaching, I can start riding to work and back instead of walking; which will be lovely.
I am loving seeing Spring in New Jersey, it really is beautiful. The flowers blooming, the leaves on the trees, the birds, the blue skies (besides for the storm yesterday lol), everything! I just love actually having seasons here. As opposed to summer and slightly colder summer back home.
We live in such a beautiful world, and getting caught up in our lives leads us to not appreciating the beauty in the little things in life.
Life never works out the way you think it will. Yet somehow it all works out.
When I knew that I was coming here and chose to take a gap year to work and travel, I did a speciality coffee barista course so that it would be easier to find a job at first. I met someone who had connections around the states in high-end coffee shops who assured me he could connect me with people around the country.
So I came here thinking I was going to be making speciality coffee around the country this year. But when you have family in New Jersey it changes a lot.
I don’t have a clue how I’d afford to live anywhere and have to pay rent at this point, but I’ll get there. If you told me a year ago that I’d be working as an assistant manager at an independent theater in Asbury Park, have already left a part-time job because it was too overwhelming, and am now trying to pick up extra work just to get by between paychecks; no ways in hell would I believe you.
Living in America isn’t easy. It’s very expensive. But hopefully it will all be worth it one day ♡
Apparently being from Africa and not being called Siphaqalale Tshwanaloba means my name has been ‘Americanized’.
That is all.
There is just something about this city.
Something about it makes me happy and excited to be there.
Maybe it’s the tourist in me still but when I get a chance/ any excuse to visit NYC I will take it.
I mean I spent the whole day there (I’m on the train back right now) and all I bought was some food, coffee and a metro card. Basically 20 000 steps later I had a fantastic day exploring new places in the city.
There is always something to see. I love the buildings, the yellow cabs, the artsy well-dressed people. The way you can see an incredible view basically anywhere. The parks. The landmarks. The pizza. The near-death experiences crossing the streets.
And now that it’s starting to warm up, I cannot wait for more adventures in not-minus-a-million degrees New York City.
Written 04/ 10
Nothing is really getting easier, I’m just starting to deal with it I guess. People said it would be hard but get easier with time, but it’s almost like it gets harder as you miss more.
You miss a lot of things. Missing as in missing family, friends, home. But also missing as in missing best friend’s 21sts, your graduation etc etc.
I’m trying to put myself first and make a life for myself but it is a lot easier said than done.
I want to travel. Unfortunately you need money to do so. So it’s going to take a while before I can afford to do what I want.
I definitely want to be here for the summer. It’s going to be fantastic.
I’m going to Canada for a week in May which will be amazing. Cannot wait to see my family there and I’ve also sent a suitcase with my summer clothes there. So it will be nice to have something to wear besides my winter clothes I brought here.
Apparently it gets as hot here as it does in SA in the summer but we’ll see. I doubt it could be hotter than Durbs which is basically the sun.
Written: 03/ 30
Almost missed the train. The taxi took forever to fetch me so I literally bought a ticket and got straight on the train. Now when my family was here when we took the train to New York Penn Station, we would get off at Long Branch and get on another train to Penn station. But they didn’t say anything on the intercom about that transfer so I just read my book.
Turns out I was meant to get off at Newark and get onto another train to carry on to Penn station. No one told me that. The person who took my ticket must have assumed I was going to Newark Penn Station, not New York. Ugh. So the train stops, everyone gets off and I’m in Hoboken. Where the hell is Hoboken.
Good thing it was just a couple subway stops from where I would have been getting off anyways. So I had a fantastic walk through the city to meet my cousin, his boyfriend and his friends.
I witnessed a really cool moment of humanity on the train though. This young man had been late and gotten on the train before it left and didn’t have time to buy a ticket. He thought he could buy one on the train but the conductor lady was being a b*tch cos she didn’t have change for him and wanted to throw him off at the next stop.
This other man gave him the cash so he could get a ticket and get a ride to the city. It was something that I saw and straight away thought I needed to blog about it. It was like I needed to see that human kindness
I had an amazing day in the city. I bought myself a Michael Kors watch, something I’d wanted to buy for myself for ages. I told myself I’d get it as a reward once I’d worked hard for a couple months. It felt good to have reached my goal:) I’m obsessed with it. Every time I look at it I still can’t believe I own something so pretty and it makes me proud that I earned it.
I had my first Burrito. It was delicious.
On the train ride home I had another awesome good karma moment. A woman gave me a bunch of Halls because I was coughing so much. I was probably just annoying the shit out of everyone but I still appreciated the effort 😛
Till next time NYC. ♡