she was just a tiny thing, but she loved our home there, she loved the food, she warmed to the people in such a wonderful way.
Heading back to Bali
That time in India was tough for us too. We were perpetually broke the whole time, we made and sold key rings on the beach to survive. Eddie did some modelling jobs. By then, my online teaching gig was not giving us anything. Frankly, it was a miracle that we managed to get back to Bali.
As the visas were coming to their end, we had less money than ever, we bought train tickets to Kerala, and a one-way flight as far as KL, it was all we could afford, and got on the train.
On the way down the coast, before our phones were out of range, we booked the cheapest hotel that we could find. That said it had a shuttle to the airport. I think the room for 5 cost us $15 altogether. We were happy to find a place so cheap near the airport. If all else failed, we could walk to the airport.
Down to pennies
We counted the last of the coins we had, it was just enough to buy the kids dinner. That’s how we spent our last $1.50. As you can imagine, it was a stressful moment and neither of us was exactly joyful. Vero was furious with me for our situation. She had every right to be. I wasn’t exactly performing well in the ‘provider for the family’ role. I took a punt and did something that I knew she would be even angrier with me about than our dire situation.
Just as things could really not get any worse, the next morning, we discovered was that the shuttle was not free. To make it worse, the airport was 12 miles away… And our flight was scheduled to leave at 6 am! It wasn’t till after waiting for an hour for the shuttle that we learnt all this. There was only one way we’re going to make that flight, by taxi and we were stone broke.
In a nick of time
Then at the last minute, Eddie piped up that he had $20 US dollars in his wallet. It was a present from his grandmother and it got us to the airport. When we arrived at the airport my phone rang, the thing I had done the evening before paid off. After reading my post in FB, a friend called and offered me a job. That was the thing that was worse for Vero. It was a really good job. In response to the post, he offered to send me an advance to get us home safe and sound, without any more drama.
By the time we arrived in KL, there was $5000 in my account a hotel and tickets on to Bali booked for the next day.