Sorry for the lack of posts, there’s been a lot going on in the last couple of weeks. I’ve been trying to put into words why I love to travel and have no intentions to stop any time soon or for that matter, ever. Here goes nothing.
I have been travelling since I was 8 or 9 years old. I have no recollection of why I asked to go or how I came about travelling with my relatives but it was my first memory of travelling without my parents on a road trip to Boston to visit a distant relative. I remember sleeping on the floor in the bedroom next to my grandparents’ bed; swimming in the ocean in my pink bathing suit with black polka dots; and knowing that everything I had was contained in my purple duffle bag (I still have and use this bag today).
Now I look back at those photos and see the pure joy in my face – it reminds me of why I love to travel. The freedom to do whatever you want in the moment in your life because
When I came across Jeff Goins‘ article: “Why you should travel young”, his words really stuck with me. It reminds me of when I used to work at a coffee shop and recall having a conversation with a regular customer.
Customer: “Today’s my last day at work.”
Me: “Why is that? I thought you were happy with your job.”
Customer: “I turn 30 today so I quit my job and I’m travelling the world!”
Those words have never meant a lot to me until now. I’m turning 30 next year and have come to a cross road in my life where I’m asking myself, should I take some time off from work and travel or continue to make money?
My first trip was to Australia during university. I went on an exchange abroad and Australia was the furthest country I could think of. For six months I was in a strange country all by myself for the first time in my life and boy was I scared but very excited at the same time. By the end of my stay, I knew that I had become a changed women – knowing how to cook for myself, budget my money and able to co-exist with others that weren’t family. On my way home, I stopped over in Hong Kong and Thailand with my sister, which was a completely different experience – pace of life, accessibility to transportation, and so much more.
After that trip, I started taking time off once every two years for a big trip since I was going from contract to contract work and didn’t always have the funds to go for long periods of time. Our next trip was two years later that took us to Vietnam/Cambodia because we couldn’t find a good tour that took us to Laos, it was the next best thing. I managed to get a full-time position and it led me to Israel and I tacked on Germany for a week. A friend was getting married in London, so I spent a week there. In 2012, I was India for weddings and this past year, I went back to Hong Kong and spent a couple days in Singapore and Macau.
Through my travels overseas, I would recommend it to anyone who has doubts to see the world to JUST GO. It will be a once in a life time chance to learn about yourself as well as new cultures and people. Travelling has allowed me to get a glimpse of what life is like in the eyes of someone else and how I can enrich the people around me. Kindness can be found in the most unexpected places along with new friends – my sister and I found it throughout Cambodia (despite there are still a lot of people living in poverty but they show pride in their country and are eager to show you its best).
I know that it sounds very hypocritical but throughout my twenties, I haven’t had any or many responsibilities other than paying for my phone bill on time or ensuring that I get to work on time. Now that I’m nearing the big 3-0, I’ve started to thinking more about my future – what I’d like to do with my career, when am I going to move out on my own and where I’d like to live, what’s my next vacation destination, where is my relationship with my boyfriend going, etc. There are a lot more questions to ask than I have answers. I’m currently sitting on the fence of what I want to do, but for sure, I’m dreaming of my next destination.