Sicily – Enter Cefalu

After settling in a London for a week, it was time to head off again to Sicily.

The closest I had ever been to Italy was Malta last summer but I was dying to get a taste of pasta, gelato, pizza… and of course see the sights.haha But yeah, I was off to Italy with the boyfriend for our first taste of Sicilian culture.

We arrived at Gatwick at the crack of dawn to take our flight via EasyJet. I was tired but nervous more than anything. I was excited to see Italy but nervous about leaving London and Trump ruining my chances for getting back in. I took a leap of faith and boarded my flight with my boyfriend mocking me the entire way.

A few hours later, we land at Palermo airport and I’m dying for the sun. We try to run through security because we don’t want to get caught behind a school group on vacation and we beat them. Small victories. We also step outside and it’s warm. Another victory! All we need to do is find the rental car and we’re off to Cefalu.

So an hour later, we have the car and we hit the road. One thing that is true, Italian drivers are a bit crazy. But we drive past rolling green fields, Mt Etna and a few farms before we arrive in Cefalu.

We find our Airbnb (it was cute but basic in the sweetest way),

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we go down to the center of Cefalu,

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and then we realize we’re starving and food isn’t really served until 7 PM (3 hours from then). I literally start to feel hangry bubbles form but we walk around and take some pictures until we stumble across tourists stuffing their faces with a slice of pizza. Out of desperation, the boyfriend asks them where they found food and 10 minutes later, we get something in our stomachs.

Although we had a full day, it felt like we arrived at night after driving across the island to the north east side. We wandered a bit more and then order pizzas to go where we sat in our Airbnb next to each other for body heat (the mountains get cold at night).

The next day, we prepared to picnic and make our way to Castelbuono for a hike.

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The hike ended up getting crazy as we couldn’t really find the designated path. The boyfriend insisted we were going the right way but I knew it wasn’t. lol We had to hop a fence, passed by a bull and then came to a pasture of bulls that he wanted to walk through. I said this aint right and eventually he agreed but it got testy.

We tried to follow walks found in this guide but they were harder to navigate than we thought.

We then head back to Castelbuono to see the city itself and take a few pictures (all was forgiven at this point).

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The next day, we had misadventures with his vape. But stay tuned for more!

 

Tenerife – A Canary Island Story #3

More adventure awaits! It was time to ride bikes in Tenerife so we went to Bike Point El Medano.

The place is known for their high quality bikes mainly used for training or extreme sport but we wanted to do a leisure pedal along the beach. Partly because I’m no BMX rider and the other reason was although many people travel by bike on Tenerife, there aren’t any real dedicated bike lanes.

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We were geared up with helmets and state of the art bikes for our ride through El Medano. I was quite wobbly and afraid of getting smashed by a driver but I survived! I did scratch up my leg a bit but the ride was really nice. We got to get our blood pumping, take in some sights of the town and then stop off for a cute little picnic of sandwiches on one of the volcanic beaches nearby.

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I’m not sure if the photo is doing this any justice but our sandwich making skills were on point. Olive oil, salami, jamon and cheese, fresh tomatoes – DELICIOUS!

We carried our bikes down onto beach and listened to music while chatting about random stuff. It was great! The weather was perfect and it was nice to just lay there and relax.

Pretty soon, we realized we had to get going as we were trying to make a special dinner to celebrate my birthday. We didn’t take many pictures but it was delicious and so filling! Two appetizers (basically the size of entrees), fresh bread and spreads (aioli, butter, creme fraiche), and then a large meal of pork cheeks for me (sorry not a vegetarian) and lamb for him. Both super tasty!

We ended the meal with creme brulee and my boyfriend tried to get the waiters to come out and sing happy birthday to me but they seemed to have forgotten the request or misunderstood. Whatever, the thought was there.

We later went back home where we danced in front of the fire (it sounds romantic and I guess it was) and then watched some Fresh Prince on Netflix because it’s awesome.

For our last full day, we spent most of time in this cute town called Garachico. We went to the beach, strolled the streets, took photos and had some ice cream.

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We then made a dash to the market to buy supplies in order to make ourselves NYE dinner.

Totally amazing time. Super low key, great weather and lovely company. Tenerife was the best and I’d definitely recommend going there if you want gorgeous views, nice weather and loads of things to do!

 

2016, You Were Interesting

Seven days into 2017. WOW. I can’t believe it. I feel like time is flying already but I’m so excited about what’s to come this year. I have high hopes (and a list), much like how my 2016 started, and no real doubt as to why my hopes can’t mostly come true.

Right now, I’m currently nursing a weak stomach. I’ve either had food poisoning or some sort of stomach bug. This doesn’t make me happy as last night was quite awful and I’ve already had a small bug toward the end of 2016. But oh well, better to get these small things done and out of the way so 2017 can carry on the way I want. lol

2016 was crazy. I loved it though, despite the US election, Brexit, shootings and other awful world happenings. I mean, it didn’t seem like a good year for the world but in actuality, there’s always something not so bright and shiny going on. If I Wikipedia 2015, I’d bet that I could come back with a list of awful things that happened to America and the rest of the world. But like I was saying, I loved 2016.

It was the year I took more risks and put myself out there. I tested myself and pursued some passions come to find that it wasn’t the end of the world. Things I did in 2016 include (in no particular order):

  • Move to London for 5 months
  • Travel around Europe
  • Did a short film program
  • Interned at a few production companies
  • Went on more dates/found a great boyfriend
  • Started my blog
  • Got a tattoo
  • Met new people
  • Worked on film projects

The list isn’t too meaty but within each bullet is a chapter of stories I can reflect on. So much happened to me within each item that developed me as a person. Do I know everything about life and where I’ll be? No way! But I feel more assured about what I’m doing and taking the risks to get to a new path in life.

Living in London was a crazy experience in itself. Nothing was what I expected but I also didn’t go into my experience with mega expectations. I think that was a huge help! Not that you shouldn’t have expectations but I didn’t put too much pressure on myself to make things happen which I often do. I took things in stride and learned from each hiccup, success, and mini moments of embarrassment or failure.

I learned that I’m stronger than I thought, friendlier than thought, braver than thought and just as susceptible to stupid moments. I cried hard in 2016 and explored hard in 2016. Couldn’t do any better I say. I went to Amsterdam, Malta, Manchester, Mallorca, Cornwall and Tenerife (blogs for this coming up). Again, loved every minute of it!

There were no regrets in 2016, mostly. I’m not adverse to making a mistake but even with mistakes, I like to think I learned how to recognize them more and handle situations differently.

2017 – there are so many things on the books for you. So many plans! I feel I keep dropping hints and saying things but that’s mainly for myself. The more I make it public, the more I hold myself to it. That’s what I did in 2016 and I think it was a pretty smart tactic (helped me get that extra push to book my flight to London). I don’t want to be held back by fear or society, I just want to go for it. And I am. Stay tuned for more guys. As I said, I plan on staying on here for a bit (or maybe I didn’t say but I’m saying now!), developing my blog and keeping you posted on the latest. You’ll probably know what’s going on with me before my family does! haha

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Mallorca Spain

It’s been a couple of months but I went to Mallorca this summer as part of my European getaway. I’m currently daydreaming of my time there as I’m coming off a week back in America.

Shell shocked and immediately plotting my way back, I decided to reminisce on that summer sun in Spain.

I stayed at the HM Bangulera and despite the friendly staff and delicious complimentary breakfast, I caution you not to stay there. After my fun trip, I arrived home to find that some unsavory bug creatures followed me back. Could it have been the airport? Yes. But I have a feeling it was the hotel. Onwards and upwards though.

So Mallorca was hot, like so hot my skin itched. I had been there for maybe a few hours, walking through city center, and that sun was intense.

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Feeling like melted chocolate

But it was great! Although I have much love for England, the weather is not perfect even during the summer.

I walked for about three hours throughout the city of Palma, getting a lay of the land. I saw the Palma Cathedral, some original gothic architecture then made my way to the port for a seafood dinner.

My favorite part about the dinner was the sangria. I had a seafood paella but it didn’t quite hit the spot. It was nice but not the dinner of my dreams.

The next day, I made my way to the beach.

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Playa de Palma was pretty amazing. The sun was high, giving off its radiant heat and the beach itself was beautiful. Touristy but beautiful. It had been a bit of time since my trip to Malta so seeing the crystal blue waters and feeling the sand between my toes was nice.

It was a shock to see some nudes on the beach. Both adults and children were walking without tops or bottoms – I wasn’t prepared but there also weren’t a ton people. I could deal.

Even while on the beach on my own, I was able to find a nice spot to bathe in the sea. Had I gotten to the beach earlier, I could have went on one of those snorkling or boating excursions. These activities do sell out for the day pretty quickly so I recommend booking in advance or getting there really early.

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After a bit, I started feeling sun stroke. I was so tired and I wanted to sleep. I could have tried to do that on the beach but I was alone so I figured that wouldn’t be smart (I didn’t want anything stolen). I made my way to the bus back to Palma where I grabbed a bit of KFC for lunch.

The last couple of days there, I went to the Haagen Das store, had gelato, did a bit of window shopping and walked the streets of Palma.

It was a lovely time and it wasn’t too expensive – recommend going but don’t stay at the HM Bangulera.

October in London

It’s October of 2016! How in the world did that happen? I remember when the year just started and I was in NYC dreaming of all the things I would and could do this year.

Now I feel like 2017 is just around the corner and it’s just… wow. Not to mention, I’m still in London going through life trials and tribulations. Meeting new people who have been encouraging to me when they have no real reason to be (I’m a stranger), hard talks and realities thrown on me by people I’d never suspect (I’m not a stranger) and just running into random experiences and adventures through some unknown will I keep stumbling across. It’s still great. It’s still hard. It’s life.

In one way, time is running out. Well my London time is. I’ve extended my ticket and thought about the big life question that everyone ponders “what’s next?” I have a vague idea. Very foggy and vague I might add, but I’m still going to try for this idea. Part of what’s in that idea is figuring out how to make my European dreams come true. I mean, lots of great Europe things have happened but I believe in always striving for more.

Some amazing things I’ve done as fall set in on me in another country:

  • Assit in editing a video for a Walking Dead promo
  • Help out on a shoot for Ugg
  • Learn more about using software like Premiere and After Effects
  • Learn way more about marketing than I intended (Google Adwords, Mailchimp, Tweedtdeck, etc)
  • Meet incredible people in the London film and production industry with drive and passion as well as lovely social skills (haha)
  • Go to movies in London (simple pleasures)
  • Move into my own place and share with girls that are super nice
  • Make friends despite having a network or good everyday social setting to find them (it’s hard stuff, believe me)
  • Go to a random concert, clubs, bakeries, book store, play
  • Travel to some new cities in Europe
  • Shop a little and grab some cute pieces (even if it hasn’t been warm enough to wear them)
  • Discover things about my self and what I can improve

That’s just a small bit of the list but there are plenty of things, including bad, that have in the end helped me to have a better understanding about what I want. I know that may be a selfish statement and it is, but it’s also not in some ways (learning more about how I want to treat others vs how people treat(ed) me is one way in wish it’s more people friendly).

I’m glad to be here, in London in October. I do admit I wasn’t sure if that would happen but I’ve been making it since June. If only I could find a way to make it last for as long as I chose. I mean, maybe I can and will stumble into that situation but overall I’m just glad… and grateful.

So yeah, that’s just a bit of my thoughts on making it to London and living here. It’s been crazy but I don’t regret even in my weak moments of disappointment and negativity.

 

Fall Fashion Finds UK

So I don’t have a person here in the UK to take every photo of every outfit I find worthy of showcasing “my style” but I do have a style and some fashion finds I’d like to start blogging about.

During my travels, I’ve done a bit of window shopping and actual shopping. I’ve wandered through Primark, Zara, River Island, Topshop, Pull & Bear, local shops and more, seeing the beautiful patterns, textures and colors in the shops. It was hard to hold myself back from buying a few cute things for fall and just in general.

Below are some finds I’m excited to bust out and wanted to share with you all for a bit of inspiration.

screen-shot-2016-09-25-at-2-19-12-pm I kind of wish I had seen this color before I made my purchase but I still love it. I have something exactly like this from River Island – a comfy and warm bomber jacket. The colors are pink and black and it’s super nice. Although the UK has weather where I could have busted this out earlier this summer, I’ve kind of been saving this little gem. You can pair this with a dress or jeans to make any look cute and casual.

These are so cute and cheap! Velvet overall dresses in fall inspired colors from Primark. The sides are low cut so I recommend wearing this with a t-shirt or long-sleeved blouse that’s pretty neutral. The dress is also short so if you don’t feel comfortable with showing a bit of extra leg, you can also wear this with some leggings/tights.

These shirts are from Primark. The short-sleeved velvet shirt is something I got but in a burgundy color. I plan on pairing this with some jeans (white and denim) or some cute denim shorts. The long-sleeved shirt is something I got to pair with the overall dress above.

I love all of these pieces and plan to bust them out soon. I’ll make my best effort to style them and photograph them for a new fashion series. But again, I need the help of a photographer so we’ll see how that comes along!

Manchester Madness

Manchester is a city that when spoken about amongst Londoners, has them scoffing at the thought of any tourist actually wanting to check it out.

At least, that was what I encountered when I went there a few weeks ago but I didn’t let the negative words or laughs at my attempt to explore the UK stop me. I hopped on a Virgin train into the vibrant city that was once the shining gem in the UK crown.

Manchester is a beautiful city that is typically undermined by the rain and grey mist of clouds that hover over. There’s a large amount to do: restaurants, shopping centers, theater, nightlife and more.

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The photo above is a shot of Deansgate. It’s a popular street home to a lot of pubs and a few clubs. You can basically walk this long endless road and run into a variety of options to party your night away. I ended up at one club (the name of which is escaping me but is in fact on Deansgate) that required me to pay an entry fee that went into the double digits. I decided to fork over the cash as I wanted to have a good night and I was promised all the drinks I could swallow before 10 PM (I powered through four large glasses of champagne in an hour). The music was ok and the venue was a nice space but it was literally empty for the entire time I was there. I stayed from like 9 PM until 11:30 PM. I guess I could have stayed longer but when you’re at a club by yourself for more than 2 hours and no one is there to really talk to, things get old quick. I did text a few friends at home in the states but again, it gets old.

I probably chose wrong in regards to club but it was generally a good deal since I had a lot of drinks and there were free snacks. I do know that you can have a good time in Manchester though for way less money than is required in London. Just make sure you choose better than me!

Manchester food. I was starved my first day and ended up at Byron which I thought was a local burger joint but later realized it was a chain restaurant all over the UK.

Byron Burgers was freaking awesome! The burger was so tasty and the mac and cheese, DELICIOUS! It’s a must eat if you ask me and the price isn’t terrible. The restaurant was also a nice way to hide from the rainy mist that came down the first day I arrived. Just think, had it not rained, I would have never bothered to try Byron Burgers. I think Manchester earned loads of cool points just for that fact. Thanks rain!

Later on in my trip, I went to this cute cafe for breakfast on my last day called Teacup. They had a huge selection of teas and beautiful decor. I ordered a breakfast scone with rose tea and imagine my delight when they came out with a tea timer to ensure I had the perfect cup of tea! I was a bit confused as to how it worked but super delighted by it. It made me feel as if I were at a tea party thrown by the girliest girl known to man. Overall it was a nice breakfast. A definite must try if you have a super sweet tooth. Very sugary scone.

I also tried to have some local fare which was a meat pie. Um, I should have went back to Byron. I mean it was ok (I went to a place called Pie & Ale) but wished it was better for the price I paid. I also ordered potato skins with bacon and cheese and what I got, maybe I’m just used to American skins. I would not recommend ordering.

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The city is rich with history! I went on an unofficial tour of Manchester hosted by a guy who is from the city and recently graduated from university. The tour is listed on Facebook and is free but he does ask for donations if you enjoy the tour and what he shared. The guy is Really good! He takes the whole group around Manchester shedding light on the music scene, the gay district, the history of Vimto, where Victoria and David Beckham had their first date, museums and more. It’s great and a really nice way to spend a few hours in Manchester as well as get to know the area. You literally walk everywhere. At the end of the tour I went to a show recommended by the guide in this special round theater . The show was full of inside jokes about being from Manchester and the UK as the play chronicled the life of a growing boy in Manchester and his obsession with ping pong. I was able to catch on to the inside jokes fairly quickly but I’m glad I made myself check out the show.

As for where I stayed, I was at the YHA hostel. It was clean and good for just a basic place to rest your head. Nothing to run home and tell mom about especially seeing as our room had this really weird porto toilet but again, it was fine to sleep in for the weekend.

I feel like my negative points or notes on what I didn’t like about my trip might be outshining the overall post but Manchester was really great. I learned so much about how Manchester played a part in the slave trade, the influence on the music scene and just the general bustling nature of the city. Lots to do but everyone isn’t in a rush.

If you want pop into a European city, check out Manchester. I promise Londoners are just a little full of themselves here. haha

I Got My Hair Wet! #Help Malta Diving

Malta. I was inspired to check out this sunny European city after seeing one of my favorite vloggers on YouTube head there in a past video. With expectations of fun times, sun, sand and a chance to find a real beach this summer while staying in London, I made my way down to the island.

Unsure of what to do as this was one of my many solo trips, I decided to check out one activity that seems to be HOT on the island, diving.

After a bit of research into local facilities and places within walking distance of my hostel, I came across Divewise.

Divewise is located right next to party central on St. Julians, Paceville. The facilities are clean, easy to spot and the staff are quite friendly.

As a person who has never dived before and had no idea what to expect, I was pretty nervous about going through with it. The thought of chickening out did pass through my mind but within a moment’s notice, my instructor showed up at my hostel to pick me up for my morning lesson. Nice one! A personal valet for a diving lesson? Definitely threw some more cool points Divewise’s way.

My instructor, Lee, was very friendly. He chatted with me in the car about the island, the diving course and gave me some insight on what to expect but when we arrived at the facility, things got real.

Tanks, fins, masks – my belief in my ability to swim and not drown started to wain. I wasn’t confident about everything that was about to go down but then my instructor Lee reassured me with the help of a pamphlet and a diving skills overview.

When the other two students from my intro to diving class arrived (the class was only three people including myself, making it perfect to have a one on one skills session), Lee went over the four basics we needed to know while diving. He familiarized us with all the equipment, showed us how they functioned and then had us do a mini test to make sure we were fit to dive and were paying attention.

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He then came by and checked with us our sizing information and gave us wetsuits, boots, fins and even fitted us for swimming masks.

Let me just say, wetsuits are tight! It’s more than just trying to squeeze into a pair of jeans. It’s really hard to get into them but you can do it if you try. I eventually managed to do it successfully and then Lee came by to help fit us with our diving tank backpack.

IMG_2760.jpgWhen we were all ready, it was time to go into the sea to run through skills. Practicing clearing our masks of water, reinserting our breathing tubes, leveling our pressure, etc, we were doing everything possible to ensure a safe dive.

I must admit that for some reason, my brain had a hard time figuring out how to clear my mask of water but Lee made sure each us mastered it before we even attempted diving. I felt very well watched and taken care of, alleviating any fear of drowning.

When we were all set, it was time to go on a dive! We followed Lee, swimming through the sea and watching all the fish pass by. It was truly an amazing one of a kind experience. Seeing everything so close up and doing something I had never done before, it really was and is thrilling!

Again, I also felt super taken care of as during the dive, Lee kept checking with each of us to make sure we were ok. He helped us get our balance, clear our masks, and even added weight to my belt while in the water as I kept floating around and was unable to stay low to the sea floor.IMG_2735

Now there are a ton of diving shops on Malta but I must say that my experience with Divewise was excellent. They were super attentive and even offered to drop me off at my hostel once the dive was finished. If you’re looking to try your hand at diving or just try a fun water sport with great people (the staff are beyond friendly), then please go to Divewise. You won’t regret it nor will you mind getting your hair wet!

 

 

Traveling While Black

I feel like my title might be controversial but this is a topic that has popped into my head whilst I’ve been traveling about Europe and living a life that always seemed like something that could NEVER really happen.

A few days ago, I was coming back from my recent trip to Malta. My flight left late so I arrived later than planned. Not a fan. I make a mad dash to the border control because I didn’t want to wait forever and the trains in London stop running after 12, which would have forced me to take cab when I didn’t want to nor did I budget to do so.

After running for what seemed like 10 minutes, I arrive dat the border to see a massive line that was about two hours long. TWO HOURS! How in gods green earth that was the case, I don’t know. Maybe it was because I was at Heathrow? Any who, I tried to be patient, letting out a few moans, sighs and chats with myself about how ridiculous the line was to finally get to an agent.

I presented my passport and landing card and out of nowhere, I found myself questioned about my travels. I’ve been in London for about 6 weeks and while here, I’ve been to Amsterdam, Manchester and Malta (with a layover in Vienna). The woman/agent started questioning my travel. Asking me where else I was going and how long I would be in London. I explain that I’m traveling for the summer and visiting family among other things. The answer didn’t satisfy her.

She then started to ask about how much money I had, if I was still employed, requested to see my tickets for my other trips and probed into how I was related to my sister. This all seemed extra to me as I know plenty of people and friends of the non color persuasion who have traveled Europe for the summer without any problems. Have you heard of the young millennial backpacker for heavens sakes?

I produced everything she asked for and then she seemed satisfied enough to let me through. Just in time as the last tube into London city center was about to take off in 2 minutes.

Why did she question me so hard? Were my movements really that suspicious or was it that me, a young black female couldn’t possibly travel Europe for the summer without trying to do some shady immigration thing? Could I be digging? Could the woman just have been doing her job? Perhaps, but it was odd.

It was odd because when I do vacation, it is rare to see other brown people traveling and relaxing. There aren’t many of “me” around, only people who live locally and most likely happen to be lower class. I saw it in Malta, I saw it when I went to Mexico, I saw it when I went to Stockholm, I usually always see it.

Then there’s also the case of my friend hand her boyfriend. Her boyfriend just got back from spending a month traveling around Europe for work. He is also brown. Upon returning to NYC, he was detained in a “brown people line” while his white co-workers were able to breeze through. They did the same traveling but why did he get the third degree?

This is just a rant but it is sad that I can’t travel around without it looking odd. Does my last name being Obama as an explanation and would that even be enough?

Don’t Fall In! Paddle Board Yoga in Malta

For the pursuit of new experiences, pushing myself beyond my boundaries and just for the fun of it all, I decided to try SUP Yoga while on a trip to Malta (more details and stories about this trip to come).

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SUP Yoga is an extremely fun workout that combines your love of water or paddle boarding with a passion for yoga. Taught by the founder Rosita, the class is about an hour long and goes through the yoga basics all while forcing you to really concentrate and use your core in order to keep yourself from flopping off the board and into the water. I admittedly don’t have a passion for yoga but have done it a few times and consider myself to be quite flexible. I also find myself to have relatively good balance or grace so if I do fall, it isn’t a sight. I thought, why not, I should be pretty good at this.

As you can see from my face in the photo above, terror was a REAL emotion.

Rosita starts you off giving a run through about the class, how to get on the board and ways to maintain balance. She is pretty thorough and makes sure you feel comfortable and assured that this is something you can do. I was somewhat convinced in my own abilities but knowing that there was a possibility that I might lose my balance and go face first into the open waters made things more intense. So much so, I opted for a life jacket just because it’s been a while since I last swam and I didn’t want to look foolish falling overboard and following it up with screams because I thought I might drown.

Even with all these thoughts running around, I got on the board. That was relatively easy. Also easy, paddling out to the spot where we were to setup and tether ourselves to a line so we wouldn’t go floating about the sea while doing our downward facing dogs. What wasn’t easy for me as a newbie was tying myself down to the line. I hadn’t realized to put my line on the back of the board where I could easily grab it and instead let it drag behind me. This proved difficult as one of my biggest fears was falling over and trying to get that line at the back of the board might have been a way to lose your balance. Lucky for me, there was an experienced girl in the class who tied me on. Following that, the instructor came by and made sure everyone was secure and that we had enough space for our boards to float about while doing yoga.

Once we were all secure, it was time for class. Rosita had us doing some deep breathing, bridges, stretches, happy baby, and more. All of these moves were items I had done before in yoga classes back in NYC but what made this more difficult was the fact that we had to really use our core to make sure our balance was engaged. One false move and it isn’t “uh oh, I slipped but let me reset.” It’s more like “oh god, I’m in the water. Let me get back on the board and reset with my wet hands and feet making things more slippery and increasing my chances to fall over again.” However I did like that we did have to concentrate so hard on our moves or rather, our balance.

As Rosita pointed out to me after the class, because we are on the water, we have to really leave all our thoughts on the dock. We can’t bring any baggage with us or let our minds wander on to stresses and worries because one, you aren’t suppose to do that in yoga and two, it’s nearly impossible to do when you’re consumed with nailing the moves and not falling over. I certainly am a firm believer of this because I do currently have something that has caused me to think a bit harder than I need to on it and that yoga class literally wiped it clean from my brain until I got on shore.

At the very end of the class, I had a chance to chat with Rosita who has been doing SUP Yoga for over 3 years in Malta (St. Julians). She’s told me that she really has been seeing the enthusiasm for the program  pick up out here because not only is it a fun workout but it really builds your core and helps out with balance. She’s trained athletes here in Malta and has also expanded the business to add on a number of new employees. All in all, people are truly digging the class and I am one of them.

I definitely had a great time learning more about SUP Yoga and also having the ability to workout while on vacation but not feel like I was working out. The class is a ton of fun and best of all, Rosita gives you a few minutes after class to just paddle on the boards for fun! This really made my Malta trip one of kind and I highly recommend if you’re looking for something affordable and fun to do.