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I'm NOT a Bali person.
That’s how I branded myself. I'm not entirely sure how I came to that conclusion but it became a core part of my holiday booking identity. I'd also heard, many times, that Bali was full of Aussies. So why not skip the long haul flight and travel inside Australia?
Money. That's why.
A dollar goes sooooo much further in Bali. The level of luxury I could suddenly afford was incredible. All those extras that I'd only seen on episodes of The Kardashians became a reality in Bali.
Nannies. Daily massages. Beachfront accommodation. In-house chefs. Room service. Cocktails. Butlers. A private plunge pool.
All for the cost of four days in a self catered apartment, 30 minutes from the beach in Cairns.
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As a working parent raising three little kids through a global pandemic and now a cost-of-living crisis, the last few years have been light on luxury to say the least, but returning from seven nights in Bali this week I feel completely refreshed. It's the first proper holiday I've had since becoming a parent because I didn't have to do much "parenting". Sure we spent a lot of time together as a family but I didn't spend that time cleaning, cooking and supervising. Instead, I played with the kids, we created wonderful memories and yes, I took a lot of photos.
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