I love sending postcards and letters and especially rude birthday cards. With less than RM10, I love that you can make someone feel special in such a simple way. There’s really nothing more special than snail mail from the other side of the planet, despite Facebook messages, Whatsapp, emails and the rest of the lot.
I often find that I struggle with words, figuring out what to say to the people I’m sending them to. It is sort of ironic since I write for work and run a travel blog (I’m using the word “run” rather loosely here, you fake it till you make it and all that jazz.) But I love sending them with big fat I love yous and I miss yous written all over them. I might not be eloquent in my letter writing, but I know that my recipients appreciate them anyway.
I learned about this in a video by Brittany Taylor and found it really clever. Instead of using a typical laundry bag that takes up a lot of space, or simply chucking it in with you clean clothes (sometimes) (okay who announced I kidding, most of the time) (yes my dirty knickers and socks are next to my fresh shirts, I know, stop judging me), this is such a clever solution.
I carry thread, needles and a tonne of safety pins. I keep them in a tiny little compartment in my toiletry kit and it’s my favourite secret weapon.
(I don’t carry a tiny pair of scissors anymore because they were confiscated at the airport and since then, I’ve always been able to find something sharp enough to cut thread.)
Why bother with a sewing kit?
- I don’t want to contribute to more waste. The thought of filling up already filled up landfills makes me think of children playing in trash and rubbish because there’s no more space on the planet. (Why and how I’ve come to feel this way is a discussion for another day.)
Want to see more of your travel destination in a short amount of time? You should probably book a tour.
Yes, these are probably pre-packaged tours that might not offer you an “authentic” experience but honestly, that’s bs. I think it’s important not to pigeonhole these guys and the services they offer because they work hard to provide us the best experiences possible, and sometimes those experiences just involve a bus, 20 other people and tourist attractions.
(I also want to point out that cheap tours will always involve and lot of other people because that’s how they keep costs per person down. Economics and business. You get what you pay for.)
It’s important to take care of your health while travelling and supplements come in really handy when you’re feeling under the weather like I have been lately.
I travel with Vitamin Cs (for my immune system), Vitamin Es and Evening Primrose Oil (both for my skin). I carry all of these guys in one bottle and take it with me in my daypack everywhere I go. The sound of the pills dancing in the bottle as I open or close my bag often reminds me to take them.
If you’re a student and you’ve come across this article, good. Pay attention because I’m going to tell you why you should stop wasting your money on booze and clubs and weed. I’m going to tell you why you need to travel now, as a student, and why it’s the best decision you’ll ever make in your life.
1. You get discounts because you’re a student.
I began travelling as a student and did my first-ever solo backpacking trip as a fresh graduate with a valid student card. I’m now on another solo trip around Europe and let me tell you this: travelling as a student is a lot cheaper.
Sure you can still do things on a budget as a non-student, but that’s nothing compared to flashing your student card at a ticket counter and getting 20% off rail travel. On top of that, Europe is pretty nice to students and youths (usually 16 to 25-year-olds) and student discounts are somewhat the norm.
I don’t always remember to take pictures and let’s face it, I’m not that great at taking photos to begin with. I find myself acting really awkward in front of a camera and often get annoyed behind one when I don’t get a shot I imagined in my mind.
There are also moments where I am simply lost in awe and wonder that I forget to whip out my camera. So I thought I’d write some of them down before my crappy memory robs me of some truly precious moments.
1. Dancing with incredible women around the world
From Bali to KL to Porto to Barcelona, I’ve danced till the lights come on, till the last song ends. I’ve shared these dance floors with women from all the globe and they’ve been a delight. Smart and funny, incredibly interesting and more importantly, super silly on the dance floor – my kind of women. I hope to meet you ladies again someday. Continue reading
After spending my first week in Lisbon attending the Web Summit, I made the impromptu decision to join my friend on a trip to Porto, 3 hours away by car. I spent almost €200 in the short span of 45 hours and I’m not proud of myself. I’m ashamed and I feel terrible. It feels like a horrid hangover that will take ages to go away.
To justify my behaviour, here’s a breakdown of what I did and how much fun I had.
My first one-month anniversary on my first ever long-term solo trip was spent in Stockholm. I decided to treat myself to dinner at a fancy place opposite my terrible hostel and it was delicious. I remember sitting at the bar with two women next to me, looking fabulous and stylish while I was in my sneaker-leather-jacket-hoodie combo. I remember taking my Kindle out at the bar, reading while having dinner with a glass of white wine.
What I remember the most about that night was feeling so proud of myself having survived a month on my own, but also feeling tired and spent and almost bored. Despite being in a new place almost twice a week, sometimes more, I was getting bored because I had fallen into a routine. I felt like an ungrateful brat but I was getting tired of walking tours, churches, walking tours, parks, walking tours, stunning lookout points, markets, rewind. Continue reading
I spent the weekend washing my clothes, finishing up my food and packing for my two-week trip to Lisbon and Lyon!
As I put on my clothes that I had meticulously planned out, threw on my hoodie and coat like I used to a whole year ago and lifted up my backpack with a little jiggle so that it sits nicely on my shoulders, the rush of excitement kicked in and I know with crystal clear certainty that this is what I live for. Continue reading