Recently, my husband has been trying extremely hard to get me into different genres of movies and TV shows so that we can spend more time watching stuff together rather than sitting in the same room and doing completely things. Ok fine, that’s not his reason for trying, but it’s my reason for accepting. He just hates it when he’s seen something amazing and I have no clue what he is going on about… but I digress.
Today’s post was inspired by one of my newfound favourite genres – time travel. Wait, is that even a genre? As I lay here in a dark on a virus filled evening in 2020, I couldn’t help but think how amazing it would be to travel back in time and do some of the things that I used to take for granted pre-pandemic, pre-baby and pre-responsibilities. 😅
Firstly, if anyone has watched 12 Monkeys, would you have been willing to hop into the machine and splinter into a different time? I know I personally wouldn’t because the risks are to high. It’s not just the disorienting sensation or the nausea that would come with it, more like the possibility of having your brain explode or a limb left behind. Scary isn’t it? For those of you who haven’t watched it, it’s just a machine that, you guessed it, makes people travel back in time!
If I could time travel right now, I would reset the clock to a few different times and let fate be the deciding factor of where I land up. Here are my main picks
My pre-honeymoon trip in October 2017
What’s a pre-honeymoon you may be wondering? Well, it’s the trip that my husband and I took to the Philippines three months before we got married, which turned out to be more exciting and special than our actual honeymoon. We had spent fifteen days between Manila, Legazpi, Cebu and El Nido, each time trying something new. I would say my favourite of all times was being in the gorgeous blue seas in the quite of El Nido mostly because we had arrived during off-peak season and also because there was so much greenery it just felt serene!
The day my daughter was born
I regret to say that everything happened so fast that I barely remember any details. From my doctor’s appointment the day before when I was informed that I needed to go home and pack for check in as I would be having the c-section the very next morning to the looniness I felt being high on drugs and extreme fatigue… We didn’t take a camera in to the operating room so I have no footage and have to rely on the fragmented memories paired with my husband’s dramatic description of the day.
My first solo trip to Brazil
Back in November 2014, I made the toughest decision to travel to Rio de Janeiro all alone because my travel buddy stood me up after I had already purchased my non-refundable plane ticket. The trip was ok, nothing too fancy. I remember being so broken and unbothered by anything that I would take walks alone in the busy streets after midnight just because I couldn’t sleep. Back then I was a little less smart than I am now, but I think I would’ve taken in all the freedom I had with much more appreciation. It also happens to be the one time that I missed my flight and had to ask my brother’s girlfriend to buy another ticket for me to return in time for work. Back then I was an accountant and it was month-end, ie the time no one is allowed to be on leave! I wish I could revisit that time to correct the one major mistake I made; spending my last few hundred dollars shopping for clothes … that I never wore! Imagine that!
There are a few other moments that need to be corrected, but those are stories for another day.
If you could go back in time, what moment in time would you return to?