The way I like to tell the story is that I flew halfway around the world for two weeks with a complete stranger, but that’s not entirely true. Sarah and I did have a few encounters prior to all this happening.
It all started a few years ago while I was at work one day. I know it may come as a big surprise to those of you who know me, but I talk a lot at the salon… to my clients, to stylists, to myself, to other clients… which led me to meeting Sarah, Amy’s client and friend. Sarah and I would exchange a few words anytime she was in the salon getting her hair done by Amy, but I’m talking verrry few words, considering Sarah usually gets her hair done on my days off.
We eventually started following each other on Instagram, because that’s what Millennials do, and I saw her post that she visited a new city, state and country every year. How cool! I thought, I could do that too!
Well, flash forward to a conversation I was having on Tinder (no shame) with a guy who was headed to Bali. I had never thought about Bali. I had never even considered going to Bali. Where even was Bali? I Googled some pictures and knew that I had to go. So I looked up some flights, quickly decided I couldn’t fly 24 hours by myself and started asking everyone I knew to go with me.
Sarah was in the salon that week, miraculously on a day I worked, but, of course, I was headed out the door as she was coming in. We exchanged our few words, and I was on my way. The next day, Amy mentioned to me the idea of Sarah and I traveling together in the future. Except Amy knew I had literally just booked plane tickets to Europe, so I wouldn’t be able to join Sarah on her next trip… to Bali.
If that wasn’t the big sign I needed, my horoscope that day said to say yes to decisions that might not currently make sense financially, and on top of that, it was a full moon, so I went ahead and messaged Sarah asking what day to buy my plane ticket for.
Like for reals… I slid into those DMs.
We met up once between that day and our plane leaving.
Sure, this could all go completely wrong. Sure we could end up completely annoyed with each other. Amy said we were similar, but maybe we were so similar we actually wouldn’t get along… But I never even feared any of that. Come on, even if it was bad, I was still in Bali. Things can’t be that bad if you’re lying on a beach in Bali. (Side note: we never actually laid on a beach.)
So we bought our flights, booked hotels, grabbed some bikinis, and started our adventure.
Amy tagged along to the airport, and as she likes to tell the story, Sarah and I didn’t say anything to each other the whole hour car ride to LAX. But what the heck are you supposed to say to someone you’ve never hung out with? Have you ever been on a first girlfriend date? Because those things are way more intimidating than actual boys dates….
But all it took was one, technically two,
short terribly long flights for us to bond over our mutual love for donuts and to start creating some of the best memories of my life. The entire trip went better than I ever expected. In fact, nothing about this trip was even slightly difficult, except for taking underwater GoPro selfies. I really underestimated how hard it is to look good while submerged in the ocean.
So don’t ever be afraid to take a risk, because you never know what might happen or who you’ll end up meeting. I could have easily let fear keep me from stepping out of a comfort zone and stayed home that summer, but then I would have never gained this friendship or all the amazing opportunities I’ve had so far to explore so much within the past year. So, thank you, Amy… and thank you, Sarah, for always being up for an adventure, especially the one where you let a stranger tag along.
Read more about our first trip to Bali & Singapore.
And, yes, it is always confusing having to explain that I’m Tara, and she’s Sarah.
Just imagine how tricky that got when Kara met up with us for three days.