I took my first international plane ride when I was 13 months old, and I haven't really stopped moving since. Travel is funny that way: the more places I cross of my list, the longer my list gets.
You can find me lingering over a glass of wine in a Portuguese cafe, taking deep breaths on a yoga retreat in Bali, or floating in a perfectly flat ocean off a tiny island in the Philippines. Or at home in Singapore, planning my next trip.
I think meeting people along the way is one of the best parts of travelling. Whether they're with you for a chaotic train ride into the city, a couple days in a new town, or suddenly crashing on your couch for 5 nights after a shared lunch in India, I find that fellow travellers are open, honest, and ready to make the most of any time spent together.
My travel mantra is that the best things while travelling are those unplanned moments, when you get lost from your planned route and are trying to find your way back.
