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Restricting Myself from Traveling Abroad
With travel out of the question due to the many hassles, expenses and uncertainties revolving around COVID, I do my best to not think about venturing off to Asia again. And when my mind does go astray, I ask myself if I would even be happy if I were somewhere else right now?
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Why I Hate Hotels

I don’t like hotels. In fact, I think I hate hotels. Sure, I’ve never had the opportunity to stay at the Ritz Carlton or even The Four Seasons but I have a funny feeling that even if I had such an opportunity, my feelings toward hotels would remain unchanged.
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That country. Again?
I bought a plane ticket. Immediately after purchasing the ticket, I asked myself a bunch of questions. Questions like, “What was I thinking?” and “Was once not enough?” came pounding at me.It was almost as if I was experiencing buyer’s remorse except worse.
Worse in that this ticket will lead to a place heavy with xenophobia, racism, discrimination and a bunch of other things.
Knowing this, WHY did I buy the ticket?
Was it because I didn’t get to see all that I wanted to see the first time around?
Was it because the ticket was too good of a deal to pass up on?
I really don’t know.
What I do know is that a part of me wanted to give this country another try.
Although I intend on keeping my expectations relatively low, I do hope my experiences this time around will be a much better one.
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Portland Saturday Market

I did not plan on visiting Portland’s Saturday Market. Somehow it just happened and I’m glad I visited it.
I say this because Portland does not have good food. And it doesn’t help much either that their not so good food isn’t cheap either. Not too sure what Portlanders’ standards are when it comes to good food but it doesn’t seem all that high especially when it comes to taste and authenticity.
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The Jaded Traveler

As of May 13, 2018, I’ve officially become jaded with traveling.
Whatever excitement I’d feel from traveling has disappeared. It’s like I no longer have a desire to travel. When I think of traveling, I now just think “whatever”. It’s like I don’t really care anymore.