When people learn that I love traveling solo, I usually get the questions, “Isn’t it lonely? Don’t you have any friends?”
Solo travel isn’t as lonely or as daunting as it may seem. It helped me transform from someone who vicariously experiences adventures through fiction to someone actually living them out.
Here’s my story.
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This was January.
Sweets buffets, hot springs and even burlesque. Find travel inspirations from my January highlights!
Racist Encounter in Japan
Every now and then your luck turns against you and you meet a rotten apple. This is one such story.
Where Do We Go from Here?
Travel, for me, is about finding the beauty in the fleeting moments, whether it’s an old man trying to take a photo of his wife, or a young mother taking her two sons out.
When in Shizuoka, Eat Oden
What makes Shizuoka’s oden so good? It’s served hot, straight out of the pot and with fascinating stories.
An Autumn Afternoon in Gotokuji
In the quiet neighborhood of Setagaya, the lucky cats of Gōtokuji beckon curious passers-by, perhaps saving weary soul or two.
On Peace and Politics: The Atomic Bomb Dome of Hiroshima
How quick we are to mistake propaganda for ideology just so we can fill that consumeristic void with the closest thing we can find to some purpose in living.
