My First Time in Majorca…

Ok so about a week ago my Instagram was insane! Not to blow my own trumpet, but I always think my instagram is better when I’m off travelling…A bit of a hint by the title but I went to Majorca/Mallorca for the first time (not sure why there’s two spellings)…anyway.

I’d been to the Balearic Island of Ibiza before and in many way this was very similar looks and personality wise, but on the flip side the holiday in general was different. The first reason why it was different was we went (me and my friend Georgina) all inclusive. ALL INCLUSIVE! Oh my. Saying it now even makes my mouth water. I mean sure there was alcohol of all varieties, wine, sangria, beer, vodka, rum. BUT I’m talking about the food! I love food…so the thought of being able to eat whatever I wanted however many times I wanted was just amazing. The three main foods for me just in that week were bread smothered in butter, grilled salmon, and of course Ice Cream! There were other foods of course with lots of variety ,so I didn’t waste the chance to try things I’d never tried before like Paella and lemon fish and even Muscles.  But the bread! I have no idea what the Spanish do but their bread is soooo good! Moving on…

The second thing that was different about this holiday was the company. Having only two people means that there’s less people to keep happy. Sure going in groups can be great and you can always split up, but there are a lot more people to keep happy lets be honest and you aren’t always going to want to do the same things. Another thing about it just being the two of us is that we are easy people to please in general, so it was nice to just have a relaxing holiday with nothing or no-one to worry about. Pure bliss…until I dragged Georgina shopping every so often. Sorry not sorry.

Now Majorca as an Island is a mixture of things. You have the nice quiet, relaxing area like where we stayed in Santa Ponça. You have the shopping, city side of it like in Palma, and then you have the Magaluf side, which you know each to their own but I wouldn’t like to stay their personally. We only saw this part for a few minutes, and I’m normally not one to judge but them few minutes going through Magaluf was enough (yes that rhymed…depending on how you say it). It wasn’t pretty put it that way. Palma on the other hand was a gorgeous city full of amazing architecture, art, entertainment and of course shops!

Getting around Majorca was easy too. Walking around there were lots to see and do in Santa Ponça, including DJ Rudy’s magical Bingo Bongo nights at the hotel, always a treat! But the buses were easy to get to too (once we found a bus stop) and cheap to get us to towns around Santa Ponça, it was €3.40 to get to Palma! Definitely worth the money, even if the bus driver was counting his money rather than keeping his eyes on the road all the time :/.

Overall the whole experience was brilliant for me, from the hotel to the whole Island I couldn’t fault it and I’d definitely go back again! I returned home feeling so relaxed and even refreshed…Until next time DJ Rudy!

 

What’s in a name…

In today’s society there are so many different names, I mean there was before but now…it’s as if people are getting a bit too adventurous with choosing names for their children. Names that we didn’t even class as people’s names before. Like Apple and North and even Ransom (yes like a ransom note). I’m not saying this is necessarily a bad thing…but when it comes to me choosing names, I think I’ll be more inclined to go with some ‘standard’ baby names.

I’m not sure whether this is because of my name being quite a generic name or not. My first name is Natalie, and my middle name is Jane. Quite simple and popular names. The amount of people who have Jane as a middle name in England! Oofft there’s a lot, trust me. But I really don’t mind. I like my name. I like having a middle name too, just for the fact that if I didn’t have one my initials alone would be NO. Which isn’t bad until your signing an agreement and it looks like you don’t agree to any of it…Awkward.

Anyway each to their own…

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.” – Juliet, Romeo & Juliet.

Improvements…

There’s a lot of things I aim to improve on…and I could palm you off on a less personal one like my photography skills but I’m being honest and open this month. One of the things I’m focusing on improving right now is myself.  A blog I wrote this month was about three lessons I’d like to teach my children…but for me to teach anything to anyone else, I have to be a better/more together person myself.

The main improvements always seem to lead back to one thing – finding myself. They say you can’t be truly happy until your happy alone. So I’m trying that. I’m alone…but I’m still lost. I think the problem is that I’m too alone. I open myself up to new people in some ways, but I never fully submerge myself. In a way I think that would help me. In a previous blog I’ve also mentioned about how complete strangers can help you find the right path you belong on, after being pushed around by the wind first. I think that’s what I need to try. So this is the first step to submerging myself to change for the better, and making a few personal improvements….so here’s to submerging and hoping to not drown…

Three lessons to teach my children…

There’s a lot of lessons I’d like to teach my children, but I think if I can teach them these three thing I will have succeeded in some way in regards to parenthood.

1. Never judge a book by its cover.

2. Never let anyone make you feel bad for being who you are.

3. If you ever feel lost in life, don’t worry there’s always people around you, who love you who can point you in the right direction.

(And being polite while having manners goes without saying.)

“Treat everyone with politeness, even those who are rude to you – not because they are nice, but because you are.”

Who Inspires You?

There’s been a lot of inspirational people in my life…all of them different. There are those who have been there from birth like my mum, my dad and my sister. There are some who have developed inspiration over time, like lifelong best friends who are always there when they are needed most. There are those who are present for a period of time before moving on, like ex boyfriends, or lost friends. And then there are those who we randomly bump into in daily life, who can inspire us in such a short time and then disappear back into the world. No matter what the time period, people around us inspire us…and that inspiration can stay with us and effect us for years.

So this is basically a thank you, to everyone who has ever inspired me in my life so far. Collectively it has effected me and shaped me into the person I am today, and by doing so an unknown community has been made in a sense…which of course overtime will continue to grow.

I’d like to think I could have inspired some people who passed through my life too, but if not I shall aim to do it from now on!

Secrets

Within every family…there will be secrets. Whether they are good ones, bad ones, or just really, really pointless ones. Never the less they are secrets. Simple as that. Hidden from people for some reason. It could be to protect them, not to worry them, or to just keep them out of it altogether.

Most of the time though after however long the secret is kept for…it eventually comes out in one way or another. And after this has happened both parties are left feeling a little bit shit about themselves and a bit distanced.

Now I’m not saying I’m completely against keeping secrets…I mean some things in certain situations, with certain people have to be kept like that. But when It is family, I think the important things are best told…to immediate family at least. I mean they are the ones that will be able to help and even offer support if need be.

That’s just my opinion anyway…rant over.

 “Sticking with your family is what makes it a family” – Mitch Albom, For One Day More.

Career? What Career?

Career: An occupation undertaken for a significant period of a person’s life and with opportunities for progress…

When you reach a certain age, the question that people will begin to ask you is…so what do you want to do with your life? It seems that people expect you to know this for definite by the time you leave college, and definitely by the end of university!

For me…this seems to have always been a problem. I’ve never been that bothered about a career. I obviously know I need to have one to earn money in order to survive. But I’ve just never been focused enough to find one I am really passionate about. Yeah I’m passionate about drama. Devising my own performance, even occasionally writing a script. But as many of us know that’s a difficult area to get into, with many different directions to go in. It just comes down to choosing.

I’ve worked in cafe’s since I was 16. I know a lot about coffee and working for Starbucks also expanded my knowledge on this. But every so often I think a change needs to be made. A change to try something new, experience something different. I think this may be a reason why I have never been that career focused. I always like a change. Which is all fair enough…until someone asks you what you want to do. Then you are just left with their confusion and shock of how you don’t know.

Some people seem to have it all figured out, others think its okay to find your way later on. But they don’t seem to understand the frustration and need for me to be able to figure it out now. I know I won’t be able to and that all I can do is try. But to be perfectly honest…it sucks.

Dream Slut…

So in every relationship there are funny moments…yesterday I realised one of mine.

Now before I go ahead with this post I’d just like to say, I wouldn’t normally let anyone get away with calling me a slut…but on this occasion I’ll let it slide (although I shall begin planning my revenge).

I was talking to my boyfriend in the car and happened to mention about a dream I had the previous night where I slept with a YouTuber. You may think why would I tell him that? That reason being because I thought he would find this funny seen as he creates videos online too, and we both aspire to become YouTubers…however it appears I was wrong.

Now I admit this isn’t the first time I’ve willingly slept with someone in a dream…or even told him about it. And I say willingly because in a previous post I mentioned I occasionally have the ability to realise I’m in a dream and therefore can adapt it to suit me. Surprisingly he can also do the same. So because of that little fact, he felt it was acceptable to give this ‘twatish’ response…

He claimed that he also had a similar dream the previous night where a young lady had began to come onto him in a club, and lure him into her boudoir. However being the chivalrous and noble gentleman he is, he rejected her by informing her he had a girlfriend. Unlike and I quote! “The dream slut” he had in his car…

Within minutes the car we were travelling in became a comical couples courtroom, in which we were both fighting our sides of who was the better partner. Of course no one won as it was all built on sarcasm, but the overall point to be made here in this otherwise pointless blog post is simply…don’t take life too seriously. Funny little moments in relationships are the best, and you can always look back on them to brighten your day.

“People are only mean when they are threatened.” – Mitch Albom, Tuesdays With Morrie.

Workings of the mind…

Sometimes I have conversations with myself.

I don’t mean out loud…well sometimes. But I have loads of conversations with myself internally. Some of these will be completely random, and I end up with my thinking that the other people in the room can read my mind. Other conversations will occur when I feel I’ve said or done the wrong thing in a situation. The other person involved will have moved on, not thinking anything of what happened. Whereas I on the other hand can be having an internal argument about it, making up all the other persons responses. In a way I suppose this can be seen as a good trait to have, the ability to write a script if I ever wanted to try my hand at that again. But if anyone ever could read my mind, I think their thoughts on me would be very different, and may even lead me into a mental hospital… Hmm let’s just keep this between us? Yeah?

“The culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn’t work, don’t buy it.” – Mitch Albom, Tuesdays With Morrie.

Mitch Albom

At the start of this year I was trying to escape a rough patch. During this time I would find myself constantly shopping. The reason for this is not clear. As while I was going through this patch, the last thing I really wanted was to be around people. Which doesn’t make sense as shops are obviously always full of people. Unless of course I broke in at night…which is something I would never consider doing as I’d probably end up in jail, with no get out jail free card. [slight tangent…]

Anyway one of the shops I’d mostly find myself in (other than clothes shops) was book shops. Maybe this was so I could escape the noise of other shops for a while, and give myself a little break. Anyhow as I was looking on one of the “best books of the week” tables. I noticed the title ‘The First Five People You Meet In Heaven’ by Mitch Albom. Now for me personally I’ve never been religious. I was never christened or baptised, nor never attended church unless it was compulsory by my primary school. However I have always been open to the idea of a place we go to when we die, not necessarily heaven or hell but a place.

This has to be one of the best books I think I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading. It was so inspiring and uplifting. If anything it gave me guidance without meaning to. Since then I have been hooked on his books. I feel that each of Mitch Albom’s books teaches me something new. A new life lesson to support my own life journey. I personally think everyone could find something within Mitch Albom’s books. So therefore I recommend them to everyone. Everyone and anyone who stumbles across this post. Mitch Albom is a wise and inspirational writer and I think everyone could do with a bit of Mitch in their life.

“Maybe it was a grandparent, or a teacher, or a colleague. Someone older, patient and wise, who understood you when you were young and searching, helped you see the world as a more profound place, gave you sound advice to help you make your way through it.” – Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie.