Life At Mojo

 The thing is when you live on a camp

pretty much in the middle of nowhere, surrounded

by the same people every day, with not a care in the world

you tend not to interact with the outside.

I'm in a Mojo bubble, I sleep, I eat and I surf,

that's my life and anything outside of that feels like a 

million miles away. I'm going to try

and keep you updated with everything I'm doing

but it's hard. I feel like it's a chore to check my phone and

my wifi, I only really do it because my mum would go crazy

if I didn't message her every day.

Anyway, here's my update,

since I last spoke to you I've managed to

cut open my leg by going on a rope swing and landing on a rock,

I've got surfers rip, (which is when you pull a muscle

under your ribs) and i've acquired 30 mosquito bites.

Slowly but surely I'm destroying my body living in this camp,

but I wouldn't have it any other way.

I still love waking up every morning at 5:30am and surfing

 in the Australian sunrise, my surfing has dramatically 

improved from riding a foamie on the white wash

to a hard board on the green waves. Although

there is still SO much I need to learn 

I wouldn't change a thing about my life right now.

I've been here a month now, it feels like I've been

here years but at the same time January has flown by,

I don't know if that makes any sense but I'm just worried

that if the next month goes as fast as this one did I won't be 

ready to leave Arrawarra beach.

It's late right now so I'm going to end this little update

here, I hope everyone is well back home,

lots of love

Robyn 

xx

What am I doing?

So, where did we last finish? When I was back In Coffs Harbour,

since then I arrived at the surf camp and have been here for almost 2

weeks now. I live on a beach called Arrawarra,

also known as paradise, it has white soft sand, perfect spilling

waves, and constant Australian sunshine.

What am I doing here?

I work whilst learning to surf, I'm a Cadet. My job

here is to work in Linen, I change beds, I clean rooms, all

that exciting stuff, my mum is most pleased

I have this position as I'm someone who doesn't

EVER change or make their bed at home.

I love working here, because of the people but also

the fact that we have speakers in linen so I spend my whole

time singing and dancing around whilst washing and changing beds.

Every morning I wake up at 5:30am

(I know that sounds super early but I never fully got over

jet lag so my body naturally always gets up around that time anyway

so It's not as bad as it sounds), I walk to breakfast, I surf for two hours,

I then have my second breakfast of the day and then the work begins.

I'm supposed to work till 3 each day, however more often than not

we finish between 12-2. I spend the rest of my time,

surfing, sunbathing, mooching around, just living the hard life really.

Occasionally in the afternoons we either do fitness or yoga,

the yoga I can do, the fitness not so much. We do circuits

on the beach for 1 hour, in 35 degree heat, by the end I honestly

feel like i'm ready to collapse, it's the type of thing my Auntie

Judith would enjoy, I only really turn up because the guy

who takes the session walks around tanned, topless and has a 6 pack.

I live on the 'hippie bus' (that makes me sound like a gypsy) it has beds

down either sides and shelves above and below the bed, I actually

really love living here, the only trouble is the walk from

my bus to the bathroom. If I need a wee at 3am, I do that

thing where I wait as long as possible until I burst

and then I have to trek it all the way to the bathroom

which feels about a mile away (it's not

but it feels that far at 3am).

So far I'm loving every second here, I'm in paradise,

I surf whenever I want, I've met the most amazing people and

every morning when I go to the toilet I can hear the waves crashing

in the sea, there is literally nothing I want more in life.

I stay here in total for 2 months and then I travel

up towards surfers paradise to see Rob and Sue.

I can't really think of anything else to tell you,

so I'm probably going to leave it here for now,

I hope everyone is well at home,

lots of love

Robyn xx

Welcome Back- My First Adventure

So since our last post it's 6 months on, the travelling trio has become the 

travelling uno (for now). I've been debating whether or not I should

start up this blog again without Erin and Megan (yup it's Robyn speaking if you 

hadn't guessed) because I didn't know whether it would be right to do

it without the others, however, It seems a lot easier for me to keep

my friends and family updated on what's going on through this

instead of my mum having to tell the same story to each member of my family.

So, here is my first update, 

So at 1:30pm on the 1st January I caught my flight to Dubai, luckily it was

only a 6 hour flight so I took full advantage of the food and movies on the plane.

This is where my adventure begins, my flight was 2 hours late landing

so I had 20 minutes to get off my plane, get through customs and run to the 

next terminal. So picture this, it's 24 degrees, i'm in trackies, I have two huge 

(and heavy) bags and i'm running like crazy through Dubai airport.

You'll be pleased to know I made my flight, just, but once I was on

I settled down ready for my next 12 hour flight. Luckily that all went

fine for me, the plane landed as scheduled at 10pm and I was in Sydney. I had a long

wait until my train which didn't leave the next morning until 7am, so I hung around

Sydney airport for a while (mainly because they had wifi) then hopped in

a taxi and made my way to the train station. I spent the night eating

gummy bears, avoiding weird homeless men and counting

down the hours until 7am. So far things were

still going well for me, I got on my 9 hour train on time, and although

tired and hungry I was nearly there. 

When i arrived at Coffs Harbour I expected to meet a van to take

me to the surf camp I'm staying at however, there was no one there.

I rang up and the lady explained how I was a day early and they couldn't 

pick me up today because they were fully booked, she apologised and said

they could come tomorrow at 4pm. At this point I was done, I was tired

and hungry and now had to carry 3 rucksacks and a bag across town to find a

hostel or hotel to stay the night. I spent an hour walking around Coffs Harbour

and EVERYWHERE was full, I was shattered. I sat down and like everyone else

when you're in trouble and don't know who to turn to you ring your mum,
 so as I sat on this hill crying and talking to my mum about how
 I'm going to die and sleep on the street a group

of lads ask if I need a lift anywhere. Although they seemed perfectly nice I

thought getting in a car with 4 lads was not the best idea. About 3 minutes later

a lady and her daughter asked If i was ok, I said yes

(although clearly wasn't) and she then asked If i had somewhere to stay,

I ended up explaining my story to her and she said that she knew 

of a few places and she'd drive me there. Her daughter helped me carry my bags

to her car and I got in, this lady was the cutest she introduced me to everyone 

and drove me to the other side of town. She came into the hostel

with me and we finally found a place for me to stay tonight,

I said thank you so much and she left. 

It's now the next day I've had a shower,

something to eat and a good nights sleep so I feel so much better.

Thank you Australians for being the kindest people and 

saving my life (i'm aware that's an exaggeration)

and thank you to that lovely family who helped me find somewhere to sleep.

Hopefully today is the day I finally get to where I'm supposed to be.

I hope everyone is having a lovely new year,

until next time,

Robyn 

xxx