Out of all the holidays I’ve celebrated while traveling, Easter has always turned out to be the best.
It might be because I don’t expect as much out of Easter as say Christmas or Thanksgiving. It could also be because I’ve spent most of my Easters abroad on a beach, in a cool city or somewhere else amazing interacting with cuddly animals.
I’ll go back to my furthest memory of traveling Easter Sundays past all the way to London in 2007. I got dressed up in my Easter Sunday best, only not quite on Easter Sunday. A friend I met studying there and I decided to spend Easter eve celebrating our three month anniversary playing around London town.
Needless to say we didn’t make it to church the next day, but we did make it to Brick Lane, which is a religious experience all to itself. Free poppadoms!
Fast forward three years to 2010 for another epic night out with another new and amazing friend met on the road, this time in Brisbane Australia. Another Easter Eve memory, it was one of those nights where the photos on our camera said it all. Like this one with a random bunny.
And Easter Sunday just got better in Brisbane. We headed to Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary, where I held my very first koala. I’m sorry Peter Rabbit, but your thunder was stolen this year.
That brings us to last year’s Easter, which is easily my best Easter Sunday ever. See Ric and I spent this holiday in Ko Phi Phi, Thailand. Our Easter Sunday started as all mine seem to do, the night before. We were on a strict budget in Southeast Asia and at that point on our travels our bank accounts were really looking sad. After booking a tour for the following day and wanting to have a night out to watch the Liverpool match, we weren’t sure if we could actually eat Easter Eve. We made it the day eating very little, but by night we were starving.
Then an Easter miracle happened!
Looking around Ko Phi Phi for a bar playing the game, we saw two holy words: FREE BBQ.
After a night of BBQ and buckets at Jordan’s Irish Bar, we woke up early on Easter Sunday to head to The Beach. Not a beach or some beach, but The Beach. I think the pictures of our tour in Ko Phi Phi say it all, but if not, here are a few words to munch on, deserted islands, monkey beach, snorkeling, back flips into clear waters and limestone cliffs.
This year I’ll be celebrating Easter Sunday at another island beach, Mount Maunganui, New Zealand. I think an amazing breakfast cooked by the best traveling chef I know is in order then a stop at the National Jazz Festival in Tauranga.
Are you celebrating this holiday abroad? Where and doing what? Hope it’s a special one!