Today, Sunday May 31st, 2015, has been hands down one of the top best days of my life

It started off with a 3:30am wake up. Mike’s body must have had a FOMO (Fear of missing out) with the jet lag game I’ve been playing, because after we got back from our snorkeling trip and hike yesterday he passed the hell out. He passed out hard. He passed out harder than that one freshman in your pledge class that dropped out before second semester was even a quarter of the way over. Mike was out for the afternoon and slept all the way until 3:30am. When he woke up, I realized his wisdom teeth were also playing the FOMO game, they chose to come in right in time for our trip to Thailand. I suggested Mike take some more Advil PM, or as I hear was once popular for babies growing in their teeth, he take a shot of rum… but neither would suffice, and we both lay awake until the breakfast buffet opened at 7am.

After breakfast we both spent our own time dilly-dallying (is that even a word?), I read a few chapters of my book and he learned a new song on his Ukelele.

Eventually, we decided it was time to take action with our day and we rented a moped. I fought for the right to rent 2 bikes, because as different as Mike and I are, one thing that we both have in common is that we both like to take control of things. Somehow, he convinced me that we only needed 1 bike with a promise that I would get my fair share of driving.

The only task on our to-do list today was find tampons and some pain medicine but man did we accidently accomplish so much more.

We decided to first start driving towards the main pier and as soon as I spotted a pharmacy we pulled over. After I spent 30$ on a small box of tampons and 12 ibuprofen, I knew I’d have to remind our friend who is visiting us next month to bring me a decent supply. (Hey Chris!)

After that we just drove, wind in our face, past the palm trees, up the dirt hills, getting lost but winding up exactly where we wanted to be. When I saw a sign that said “love view point this way” I made Mike turn around and go up that hill. It ended up being this spot that I’ve seen pictures of and it was a beautiful restaurant on the top of the island with the most breathtaking views. We enjoyed a few beers and I told Mike my philosophy on butterflies.

You see, this island has an incredible amount of butterflies. When I was younger, I lost a few close friends. Someone told me that when I saw a butterfly, it was really an angel coming to say hello. When I moved to this island,I quickly learned that it was home to hundreds of different butterfly species. More of our modest friends have been nicknaming our blog as SSS, and in the past 2 years, my good friends Stefan, Sage and Sam have all lost their lives way too early. I’ve always promised to live mine to the fullest for not only them but for all of my angels. Now you tell me, is it coincidence, that I find myself representing SSS on this butterfly filled island, or is it fate?

Anyway,

After we drank a few beers at that gorgeous spot, we continued to ride around and look for some lunch. We drove a bit and found this one spot, but decided to go for a swim in the crystal blue waters instead. We swam with the fish for a little, and floated in the sun until we decided it was seriously time to grab a bite. We drove up and found another cool spot overlooking Shark Bay. We got a strawberry smoothie, 2 huge chang beers, some prawn spring rolls, pad see-eww and pad thai, and only spent in total about $14.

When we left, it was for sure my turn to ride the bike.

Mike did NOT agree, and we had a little argument, leading to me walking a few feet, than him letting me drive, than him getting off and walking, than both of us agreeing to let him drive and we got me a beer…except almost as dramatic as a bad spanish soap opera.  For all of you out there, again, Mike and I are VERY different people, with very different opinions, yet all too similar qualities, resulting in the most annoying bickering you could ever imagine. But, if there is one thing for certain we can always agree on..it is the love we share for each other.

So anyway, we grab a $1.50 beer at this bar, and I’m about to jump into the pool until we get yelled at and told we can’t swim unless we’re staying there or pay, so I put my sundress back on, chug my beer, and we head onto the next path not exactly sure where we’re going.

We found ourselves at the Moov bar and restaurant because I heard it had a piano. The place was empty except for the one worker, who was jamming on the electric guitar. He welcomed us in and let Mike jam out on the keys for a bit before joining him on the drums. It was awesome. He invited us back for a bbq, jam sesh and few beers later tonight.

Than we headed back here and took a dip in the pool. Now I find myself sitting here at the table on the deck of our bungalow, needing another Heineken, as I hear the Ukulele playing, the birds chirping, the waterfall from the pool flowing, and look up with the sea view directly in front of me. I wonder how I got so lucky to be living this life and I remember it’s not luck, it’s hard work and motivation. The only lucky part is finding the right guy to spend all these memorable moments with.