Travel by Gabriel García Márquez

Gabriel García Márquez, an author I love, described so aptly the joys found from traveling. The original poem written in Spanish, I find a lot more poetic and beautiful (isn’t everything in Latin language?)  For the purposes of my readers who are largely English- speaking, here is a translation. Scroll down for the original Spanish version.

Travelling is leaving home,
Parting with friends
It’s trying to fly;
To fly along new routes
Crossing paths
It is trying to change.

Travelling is dressing crazy
It’s saying “I don’t care”
It’s wanting to go back.
To return appreciating the small things
Sipping a drink,
It’s wanting to begin.

Travelling is feeling like a poet,
Writing a letter,
It’s wanting to embrace.
Embracing in a doorway
Longing for calm
It’s stopping to kiss.

Travelling is to become worldly
It’s to meet other people
It’s to return to the beginning.
It’s to start offering a hand,
Learning from the strong,
It’s to feel solitude.

Travelling is leaving home,
It’s dressing crazy
Saying everything and nothing in a postcard.
It’s sleeping in another bed,
It’s feeling that time is short,
Travelling is to go back.


Viajar de Gabriel García Márquez

Viajar es marcharse de casa,
es dejar los amigos
es intentar volar
volar conociendo otras ramas
recorriendo caminos
es intentar cambiar.

Viajar es vestirse de loco
es decir “no me importa”
es querer regresar.
Regresar valorando lo poco
saboreando una copa,
es desear empezar.

Viajar es sentirse poeta,
es escribir una carta,
es querer abrazar.
Abrazar al llegar a una puerta
añorando la calma
es dejarse besar.

Viajar es volverse mundano
es conocer otra gente
es volver a empezar.
Empezar extendiendo la mano,
aprendiendo del fuerte,
es sentir soledad.

Viajar es marcharse de casa,
es vestirse de loco
diciendo todo y nada con una postal,
Es dormir en otra cama,
sentir que el tiempo es corto,
viajar es regresar.

The People of My Travels

I’ll be honest here. Writing about the places I visited has never really inspired me.

I only realized in hindsight that when someone asked me about my trip to *insert country here*, rarely do I mention the must-see tourist attractions, the breathtaking landscapes or the nightlife scene.

What I do mention instead are the people I have met during my travels. They make my travel experiences richer, more vibrant and simply unforgettable. Each individual has a unique story to tell, the trick is to ask the right questions.

To honour my passion for people, I wanted to take my writing into that direction. This shall be the beginning of a new series, named appropriately,

The People of My Travels

How I Met The Person I Want to Travel the World With

It all began with a weekend trip to Madrid.

The day started off with a walking tour across the historical sites of the Spanish capital. Astounded by the excellent service provided by the tour guides of Madride Travel, I decided to take up their offer to join the night crawl too. Turning up at 8pm sharp at the bear statue of Puerta de Sol,  a horde of 20 other international tourists joined in on the fun.  Strolling through the cobblestoned streets an hour into the crawl, I overheard my travel partner striking up a conversation with this man with distinguished blonde hair and red beard.

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Journeys in Japan: Onsen-Hopping


Naturally hot waters flowing from geothermally heated springs rich in mineral content with mystical healing powers – a one-sentence textbook description of Onsens.

Wikipedia could have told you that, but I am not here to be a parrot regurgitating facts. Allow me to take you into the world of onsens, from a foreigner’s standpoint with nil experiences in public nudity.

Wait, did you mean the sacred ritual of bathing/showering, that time of the day you look forward to some alone pampering time in lathers of shower gel, that’s done publicly in Japan?

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Musing over Malaysia in Kapas Island

A genuine tropical paradise, Kapas Island lies on the East coast of Terengganu, a state in the North-East of Malaysia. The island derived its name from the Malay word “Kapas” which means “Cotton” due to its soft cotton-like sands.

White-sandy beaches stretching over a kilometre long, it is the less touristy version of its neighbours, Redang and Perhentian Island. For those who are looking for a relaxing and private getaway without compromising the crystal clear blue waters – signature of the Malaysian East Coast islands – Kapas Island is the way to go!

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