Ulallaa…Adventures in Bali

Last week I got a tattoo that many have been asking me questions about. I got the phrase “Ulallaa ;)” written on my forearm near my elbow.

It is pronounced the way the French would say “Oh la laaa”. It was given to me by this guy:

At the start of my journey, I stayed at the most gorgeous place in Kuta called Da’housetel.

What made this place so amazing are the employees who are some of the happiest, care-free, and loving people I have met. When you’re there you truly feel like you are part of a family.

I arrived there at 8am after 3 days of consecutive overnight flights. To say I was tired would be an understatement. Within ten minutes of sitting on a lounge chair by myself, I was called over to meet the whole group and was instantly welcomed. Days were spent by the pool and nights were spent singing at the top of our lungs. On my last night, they even hosted a BBQ and brought in a full reggae band to perform. After a year of stress and worry about my future, it was just what I needed. It was a chance to be in the moment and enjoy the simple things.

Every morning, no matter how hungover and awful I looked as I went to brush my teeth I could guarantee that I would hear the phrase “Ulallaa” being said throughout the hostel. For reasons unknown, this phrase would become the theme of my entire trip. Consider it my version of “Hakuna Matata” but more of a reminder to celebrate the simple things in life.

A cute boy? Ulallaa

A beautiful sunset? Ulallaa

An amazing dish of food? Ulallaa

A new day? Ulallaaaaaaaaa!

Sleeping well? Ulalaa 😉