Before I even came to Morocco, Marrakech was the only city that I can confidently name when asked about this magnificent country. I'd never been here before, but I knew all about it from the books that I've read, and from the photographs that I've seen. Its red coloured walls, desert-like humidity, and its souks that was made as a maze completely blew my mind away.…
The reality of it is that we're all still figuring out how to go about our lives every single day—there really is no better explanation for it. They don't teach you how to become a digital nomad in school, so this is something that you've got to learn as you go along the road. It's a bit daunting and it can be quite challenging, but it sure is…
On days that I feel really bored or uninspired or genuinely lonely for the road, I just scroll through my camera roll and smile as memories come flooding. It's been such a busy month for me, but finally, here I am about to continue writing and reminiscing about my life in Mexico.…
Being back home in the Philippines for about half a year now (woah, crazy) has been making me miss México and my life there all the more. The simple pleasures of going into cafés to work, walking in parques, and just cooking for my housemates. These are simple things that I miss and long to do once more.…
I know I have been posting a lot of ‘throwback’ travel diaries. But what are we to do, really? There are not much places to go to these days because the threat of COVID-19 is still very much existing. Instead, I am reminding myself of the better days spent travelling and the even better days heading our way very, very soon. My last ‘normal’ stop before the pandemic…
For the longest time, I dreamed of nothing more than being able to write my very own novel. At ten, whilst my brothers were busy playing outside, I would be slouched in front of our computer just typing away. My world revolved around books, and I knew, right then and there, that I wanted to become a writer. Although just like any other traditional Asian family, my parents…
I was so happy when Dante and I landed in Medellin, because, finally, I was in Colombia. But no more than three weeks in the country, the world had stopped. All travellers were called back into their own countries, and right then and there, I knew that this little adventure of mine had come to a complete halt.…
The thought of being in a new country is very mind blowing to me, and the thought of living with complete strangers sort of excites me. I know, I am weird, whatever. Honestly, who knows who I will end up living with? Would they be nice, strange, exciting, rude or cheerful? I could use up all the adjectives in the dictionary, but still have no clue whatsoever.…
In four years of travelling, I have had my fair share of adventures, drama, heartbreaks, insanity, and what-not. If you asked me when I started if I would do this for long term, I probably would have said, 'no'. But with the joys come my fair share of loneliness, and you want to know what I hate most about travelling?…
Now I have travelled to four different continents, and more than 15 countries, but Latin America just seems too far. Originally, I come from Asia and from my home continent, Latin America is probably one of the furthest places I can ever go to. The thought of the distance bothers me, but a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do...…