My Surreal

I always have these mixed feelings when traveling. Be it abroad or even domestic, since my country is huge. And all those feelings can be represented perfectly by one word. Surreal.

If you have the chance to see me in airports, you will see a smug, aloof, tired-looking girl. My body language will say “I just traveled a thousand miles too far, doing one important thing too many, now I’m tired, back off”. My gaze would shut a bunch of overexcited teen tourist up. I make it clear to everyone that even a journey to the moon will be nothing but ordinary to me. But what do you know, for each of the trip I’m nothing but fascinated, passionate, along that line until giddy. Or I’m unsure, confused about it, along that line until frightened.

And I think there are always some people who seem to be able to see through that veil I put on: against all odds, they engage conversations with me, we tell stories, we laugh. More than often, those people make my day.

I travel a lot. Yet it seems that I never really used to it. Each trip will always feel surreal to me. I will be fascinated, passionate, along that line until giddy. I will be unsure, confused about it, along that line until frightened. Yet I always manage to get to where I’m going.

I think it is all life is about.

Tips on How to be Prepared for Worst Case Scenario on Meeting a New Potential Partner Abroad

1. Get in business class flights or above since you might need a consolable pampering flying back home broken hearted. Never do budget, it’s miserable and will make you even more miserable
2. Book a very decent hotel with fluffy pillow, nice pool, and awesome gym. Never have any below your standard since it can be your only sanctuary if she decides that you’re not a keep
3. Be informed on single-women-friendly places there, in case she decides to make a do on something else the whole time and you end up wandering the foreign soil alone
4. Friends are all you need, be it there or back at home. They can be the water in your arid foreign desert, the star in your foreign dark night sky, the sun in your foreign murky dawn
5. If everything turns to be real nasty and you end up being drama mama, crying extravagantly, exchanging hysterical foreign language shrieks to each other but then suddenly, you oddly feel like laughing because it’s so a black comedy, laugh away, it’s a comedy anyway
6. Last but not least: have backups. Get yourself one or two alternatives, so whenever this girl shuts on you, you can always bid her elegant adieu, turn to other welcoming doors, and the last thing she sees from you is your sexy butt sashaying away.

Happy traveling! :)