There are a lot of days where I often ask myself these questions, "What on earth am I here for?", "What is the purpose of my existence?" I guess there will always come a point in our lives with no sense of purpose. But whenever I visit a new place especially a new country, I slowly begin to find the answers to my questions. I live life to explore. The purpose of my existence is to explore the world, to meet new people, and to help them venture in this beautiful journey called life.
Now let me take you guys on another trip down memory lane, well, this is basically, the first series of my travel diaries. In this blog post, I will share to you my experience during the first day of my trip to Singapore which was about three years ago. This trip was my mother's and my uncle's gift to me for my 18th birthday.
I could vividly remember that my trip to Singapore was my first ever evening flight and I was totally mesmerized by the view of the city lights that I could clearly see from the window seat. Upon arriving at Singapore Changi International Airport, I was mesmerized. Well, mesmerized is an understatement. I could not fathom the words to describe how beautiful their airport was. We arrived at around 10:00 PM and so we did not have time to explore the airport for we had to depart towards our hotel.
Our first full day started with a train ride to Universal Studios Singapore. My heart was pumped because it was my first time to visit Universal Studios. Upon arriving, we immediately toured the place and took photos. We took lots of photos because my uncle would often ask me to do so. This was partly one of my regrets. I was unable to seize the moment of being there because I was preoccupied with the thoughts of being able to get that perfect Instagram-worthy shot.
After taking the much needed photos, we then queued for the rides. We took quite sometime lining up for the rides but every wait has a worth. But what I regret the most was being unable to try their rollercoaster. I was never a thrill-seeker. I often had a lot of fears and my anxiety was often out of proportion whenever I try out such rides. Looking back, I shouldn't have let my fear nor anxiety get in the way of being able to experience something new.
After resting for a bit at our hotel, we decided to visit Marina Bay Sands and take photos with the famous Merlion statue. En route to Marina Bay, we actually took the wrong bus. It was a nerve-wracking experience because we literally didn't know where we were but luckily I was able to book an Uber and we were able to arrive at Marina Bay a few hours before sunset.
From my travel experience on my first day at Singapore, I realized that it's okay to get lost. There is no such thing as a map as we take leaps in this journey called life. When we get lost, we will eventually find the way to where we are suppose to be because we are not alone. It's okay if you take detours or quick rest breaks because there are no timelines. Travel at your own pace and enjoy the journey.
How about you? Have you tried getting lost while travelling a new country? or have you ever felt lost while travelling in this journey called life? How did you manage to find your way back?
Disclaimer: All photos were taken by the creator of this blog post and the first photo was edited via Canva.
lifewithera is a 22-year old, college senior, an aspiring yogi, a furmom, and a wanderer, who writes stories about her personal life, mental health, fitness, travel, and just anything and everything her heart wants to speak. If you want to get to know her more, then you can connect with her through various social media platforms.
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