If you are wondering what Julune means, it arrived from a dyslexic moment I had while talking about my two favorite months, June and July. The word Julune sparked my desire to make a short film about a dream I’ve had since I was a child: going to Indonesia and getting the best barrels of my life. However, I promised myself I wouldn’t live this dream until I felt ready, so that the first time I went, I didn’t feel like a total rookie. This past June and July, I set out to make this Indo dream a reality. This dream, however, was much more encompassing than I had imagined; my journey would teach me new life lessons.
It was the first time traveling alone in a developing country and it may be be my last. As a woman, traveling with surf and electronic equipment, I learned I was a vulnerable target to those who didn’t share the same moral code as I did. In the course of a month and a half, I learned a several things. I got robbed twice, discovered that FindMyMac can do miracles, the police like to make money off you on top of you getting ripped off, and, most importantly, that learned that I am still very much learning the ropes to foreign travel. I recommend traveling with friends. Adventure together. Together is better.