It has always been my dream to travel. I, as a child, once dreamed of being a flight stewardess so that I could go places while earning. It was a dream that I know would never come true because my height would not meet the requirement. Another passion of mine which is science brought me to another direction in life. After graduating from the university and being the oldest daughter, I felt the need to earn money for the family. I was employed in a multinational company a few months after I received my diploma and although it is a large food company in the country, I could say that what I earn is just enough to help my father in providing for our family of 7. So definitely, traveling is not an option. Traveling is for the privileged individuals, I thought. I remember being jealous of my friends who can freely explore places as soon as they get their jobs after college and there I was, couldn’t even watch a movie in cinema because of my priorities in life. Too much of #adultingproblems. Continue reading “My European Scholarship Has Taught Me More Things I Could Never Learn In A Classroom”
Go to school, get a nice job and work until you have the money to enjoy your remaining days. That’s what we’re taught that life is all about, right? That seemed to be the blueprint of my life as a lower-middle class American. I have always been smart enough to recognize that that is a wonderful problems to have- I have never worried about hunger or the biting cold Missouri winters. I had loving parents who kept me safe, fed, and educated. Still, somehow, it wasn’t working for me. Continue reading “Travel Pops Out My Life’s Claustrophobic Bubble”
It is no surprise that traveling opens a lot of opportunities to learn more about this world, the people in it, and the human being in us. It is a no-brainer that it can either make or break you. Traveling is my escape whenever I get frustrated with life or even getting confused with myself and life decisions. Solo travel has taught me to accept people moreover, let them go and spread their wings.
I started traveling because I wanted to see beautiful places and take beautiful photos like many others. I did not expect that my very simple desire to travel will open up to a much deeper purpose. From just out-of-town university outings to company team buildings to going out of the country to look for my biological father to going on leave to distress from work to finally quitting my job to jump into the unknowns, all these had led me to a person I am now. The person who now knows who to let go and who to keep. Continue reading “Long-Term Solo Travel Has Taught Me To Let Go But I Am Not Letting Go This Time”
The last few weeks of my journey were a combination of waves trying to go away from the scary ocean but always find themselves housing to diverse creatures. I somehow feel like my journey is coming to an end thinking that traveling alone for 10 months is enough and that I can not afford to continue. “So what now, Haze? Are you going back home? Are you ready? Do you feel excited?,” I asked myself. Continue reading “Going Back Home is Scarier Than Being Away”
It’s two in the morning and I just woke up from a nightmare. A nightmare of you and I. What was once a dream just turned into bad images I get in my sleep. I used to always write about my feelings, the ones that involve romantic heartbeats and frustrations. But that was when I was younger – you know, puberty hormones. When my friends knew that I’ll be traveling alone indefinitely, they got excited not for the places that I’ll be exploring but for the chance of me finding someone who would take my breath away. I shrugged it off. That’s not even in my priorities. The main purpose was to know more about the world and myself. The thought of someone who’d take my breath away while traveling alone is beyond my expectations and not even close to any possibilities. At least, that’s what I thought. Continue reading “He Is My Unexpected Destination”