I remember being 22 and wanting to travel further in Southeast Asia. I remember being 23 and whining to my office bff that I am badly itching to travel by myself. In 2018, a few months before I turn 24, I was finally able to achieve both — I traveled to Indonesia by myself!
To say I was anxious about the whole thing was probably an understatement. I was a nervous mess and my nervous-panicky-self led me to make a few crass decisions I regretted later on but hey, there was a first time for everything. I know they were all something I could learn from and probably look back with a laugh later on (narrator voice: it wasn’t funny).