I threw my resignation letter at my boss. Okay, not quite threw, but I’ve definitely had that liberating moment of quitting my job. On August 6, 2017, I booked a one-way ticket to Greece from Malaysia and never quite looked back.

But, now what?

To be honest, I don’t know. This is as much a journey for you as for me. I do know for sure, that this is not where you can find “Top 5 destinations blah blah” type of articles. I’ve never been good at sightseeing, and I don’t care enough for it to start being good at it. I love to people watch. I could just sit on a bench by the park for hours making up stories for people I watch. It’s a journey where I learn to be who I could be. Where I had to admit to myself the things I wouldn’t have normally said about myself. Where I learn things about myself that might resonate with you.

So far, I’ve learnt that solo travelling can be lonely. Shocker, I know. I’ve also had to admit to myself that not showering for three days is disgusting and that I’ll never be a person who could appreciate good history and politics. I’ve also learnt that I love autumn the most and that people around Europe have a collective pride for bread from their country. See, these are the things you learn if you stick around.

I’m from Malaysia, which means it’s not the best currency to travel with. Travelling ain’t cheap, but it’s not horribly expensive either. I’ve had many experiences that aren’t fueled by how much money I spent. What comes when you are alone a lot of the time, and broke enough to not being able to afford nice stuff? I torture myself with increasingly dark thoughts, and face the demons I already had brewing inside way before I started this journey. And lucky you, you get a front row seat to read my thoughts, and hopefully, you stick around long enough to see me achieve enlightenment and float up to high heavens in a lotus position.

So, sit back, relax and enjoy the ticket to my mind.