Last year, Matt qualified for the World Sprint Championships for paddle racing. The event is sort of the Olympics of outrigger canoeing, and Matt was competing in a few different events. That meant he'd be at the race site for two weeks, and because he'd be spending so much of his time racing, we figured I should join him toward the end of the event but not attend the entire thing. Then, Matt raised the idea of going to a second location after the championships ended, since he'd have already spent two weeks at the race location and didn't really want to spend that much more time there. We began planning a trip unlike any we've ever taken.
Because this race, unlike most of Matt's races, wasn't in the PNW, or Tennessee, or even our old stomping grounds in Florida. The World Championships were being held in Singapore.
We've never been to SE Asia (or anywhere in Asia, period). The last time I took an international flight was over ten years ago and it was completely planned and organized by Birthright. For Matt, it's been even longer—he hasn't been properly abroad since 2007, when we studied in Edinburgh.
Figuring out the logistics of his two-week stay in Singapore and where we wanted to go afterward was a long and complicated endeavor, but eventually we decided on Bali and got all our plans squared away. With the generous help of my parents, we secured business class tickets and set our plans in stone. We were Asia-bound.



