We go to Bali, Indonesia once a year. This year we decided to go jump off a cliff.
Well. Because our friend Austin Render did it. And if Ranger Render jumps off a cliff, well, we figure we'll do it too. Seemed like it'd be fun.
So we set off this year to Bali excited about our cliff-jumping. We went, we jumped. After it was all-over the stories we told were more about us getting there. 3 kids, an island hop. Walking. Chickens. Temples. Talking and sharing the journey along the way. I knew it as it was happening. It was the good kinda stuff that I think ends up sinking way deep down in the memory of our family more than a moment of exhilaration.
We had so much fun with our children that day. We had never been where we were going, we sort of spoke the language so figured we could get there with some direction asking. It was a smallish island and roads are limited. Couldn't be hard. So as we found our way we explored and walked (and carried) at a preschooler's pace. We met some people along the way. And the day turned out pretty perfect.
|Cookies count as early morning breakfast when on vacation.|
|Immanuelle appreciates the friendly Australian. Good to have arrived...Friendly Australian #1 (Amber) was just behind Isaiah in the sea-sickness line and was thankful for solid ground!|
|Parted ways with the Australians (they took a scooter). This little island was quaint and slow-paced and friendly.|
|It took an hour and a half or so to walk just over a mile to the "bridge."|
|But with baby chicks, stops were necessary!|
|...be still my heart!|
|These guys make the journey so much more fun! |
See that bit of land over Anthony's shoulder? The cliff we were headed to was in that general direction.
We were in no hurry.
|Potty breaks must be considered when on a journey. I wish someone could have shown me this photo of my husband when we had gotten married. I was hoping then that something like this was what lay ahead for us... just didn't realize it'd be THIS fun.|
|...all that walking and pretty much zero complaints from the kiddos.|
|The bridge! If your son's flip flop breaks, no worries. Just on the other side we talked some locals into driving us on their motorcycles to the jumping point. :)|
|The Blue Lagoon was the name of the jumping point. A bit obvious, but really, what ELSE would you call it?|
|Isaac knew little fear being so close to the edge. After jumping Isaac was talking big about how he would jump off one day too. One of my goals before next year is helping him get his head underwater and holding his breath!|
|Not sure when our camera was absconded with...but we have clues as to who done it. Those toes are so cute aren't they? |
His fingers were probably cute too as he smudged the lens without us knowing til later.
|...didn't know about the smudge til we had both jumped. 13meters (40 something feet or 4 story building take your pick. It was high)|