To Escape

Everyone has their reasons, but for me travelling has always been about escaping reality. It meant that for a few days we’re allowed to live like kings, eat like we’re feasting and travel like royalty. It’s a euphoric feeling,  one that hooks and leaves you coming back for more. 

Growing up, travelling meant booking with a travel agency of my parents choice, and it mostly involved long bus rides to Malaysia, which I loved as I gaze outside the coach windows, admiring the scenery.

The vivid memories of my travels from that part of my life still evokes the nostalgic feeling of years gone by; and even as a child, travelling was my escape and I remembered the sleepless nights as I stayed awake in bed counting down the minutes until I depart. We never went anywhere outside of Malaysia, but I’ve always looked forward to the June and December holidays as that meant another vacation, a chance to escape the harsh reality that was Primary school education.

I didn’t travel or had holidays throughout secondary school and tertiary education as my parents couldn’t afford them anymore. Then national service came and went, and the only trips I had been on were an overseas military training in India, and then to Batam with my army friends.  The next few years my interest in travelling was reignited as I started having the financial freedom after starting work, and from then on the adventure began.

I wanted to document my memories and emotions as I escape reality for a few days at a time and I hope this blog will be an outlet for me to put those trips into pictures and words so I can relive them here, in all its wonderful glory.