Me, me, me.
I am, by no means, an adventurous person. With all the psychological personality tests I’ve taken, they’ve consistently said that I like routine. I like familiar things. Traveling and moving around entails none of that. But somehow that’s what I’ve been doing since I was a baby.
I was born in Taiwan (many, many years ago). Most of my childhood and adolescent moving-around was because of the dad’s job, so not not much choice on my part. After high school, knowing I wouldn’t be able to survive in college in Taiwan, I went to study in the US. But then after college, I returned to Taiwan to work for a year. Then wander lust struck. And amongst other reasons, I decided to go to Belgium to pursue my Masters. So, this is where I am now. In a few months, however, I’ll be heading back to Taiwan. For how long this time? No one knows.
Despite my need to surround myself with familiar things, I’m entirely grateful to have been able to travel to many different places, seeing different cultures, and making friends I otherwise wouldn’t have been able to.
So the point of the blog is to chronicle my experiences of the different cities and countries I’ve lived in, visited, or will be visiting.
I figured I should start writing down these things before I get older and even more forgetful than I currently am.