“Anyway, home is where you feel at home. I’m still looking.” Holly Golightly, Breakast at Tiffany’s Same as Holly Golightly, I’m still searching for home. “Kota Kinabalu, Sabah, Malaysia” is the location where my passport was issued. It was the place where I sepnt 19 years growing up and learning about life. If home is where your family is, I’ve been away since January 2, 2011. … Continue reading Homeless

2012 can’t come fast enough

This morning I realized that it is already the end of November but I haven’t finished writing this year’s new year resolutions! It makes today’s prompt for BootsnAll’s 30 Days of Indie Travel blogging project even more funny. I haven’t made plans for my life but I’ve already made plans for travelling. (Image from my TripIt app. Here’s a review of the Web program.) Aside … Continue reading 2012 can’t come fast enough

What travel means to me in one word

ESCAPE During my trip in Paris, I had an unhealthy obsession with escape signs. I didn’t really know why I felt compelled to take photos of every exit sign I see and to seek escape signs where I can’t see them. In the description of a Facebook photo album titled Escape in France (related photos here), I wrote: I discovered that I’m actually very fascinated … Continue reading What travel means to me in one word

Zero meaningful connection on the road


I am unfortunately a painfully shy person when it comes to strangers. I blame it on being ISFP, a personality trait aptly encapsultaed on this Web page:

[ISFPs] seldom speak with strangers because they’re reserved; that quality can make them seem standoffish and even unapproachable, despite their innately caring personality.

That’s why I never made any long lasting friendships while on the road.

But I did try to be friendlier and create a short lasting companionship with a fellow hosteller while in Luoyang China.

It didn’t work out. Continue reading “Zero meaningful connection on the road”

Long live Vietnamese coffee


The first time I had Vietnamese coffee was in My Tho, the hometown of N. Before the trip, I was already a coffee junkie, requiring one cup of coffee with milk each day or else I’ll feel a headache coming up.

Before the trip, I’ve read about Vietnamese coffee. Butter roasted, dripped through a metal filter into condensed milk. I figured it would taste the same as the regular coffee in Malaysia or Singapore since we use condensed milk too.

I waited for the cup of coffee to finish filtering and stirred in my condensed milk.

I lifted the cup and took a zip, then frowned. Continue reading “Long live Vietnamese coffee”

Mental baggage during work travel

Prompt #16: BAGGAGE Mental baggage can weigh us down as much as physical baggage when we travel. How do you travel lightly – either emotionally or physically?  One of the perks of my job is (if you do your work well enough), we get to fly overseas to cover events. The first I heard of this, my eyes went wide and my brain starting imagining … Continue reading Mental baggage during work travel

City of Lights, Day 15 of 30 Days of Indie Travel Project

Eiffel Tower
Eiffel Tower

Parisian cliché

Saying your favorite city is Paris has become a cliché, especially for jaded young Singaporeans who already have traipsed across Europe right after their university graduation. They’ll likely tell you that while their favorite European city is Stockholm, there’s no place like home where the transport system and the government works.

(On another note, Tokyo is slowly becoming another cliché but the people here still do not think of it yet because they like sushi and J-pop so much.)

Despite what they say, my favorite city is still Paris.

Continue reading “City of Lights, Day 15 of 30 Days of Indie Travel Project”

Picnic by the Seine

My first meal in Paris was a picnic by the Seine. In the piercing early-summer sun, overlooking the Notre Dame de Paris. Here’s my unfortunate choice of not too French food. :( A short entry about my first day in the City of Lights. This entry is part of BootsnAll’s 30 Days of Indie Travel project. Day 11: Feast. The rest of my posts for the … Continue reading Picnic by the Seine