Last year I moved 8000 miles from home and found myself, for the first time ever, in a new place with no friends. I wanted everyone to instantly recognize how great I was and become my friend immediately, which was obviously a bratty and ridiculous expectation. But I hate working for things, and as a supremely lazy person, I just wanted to get making friends over with already.
So like most lazy (aka efficient) people, I wanted to find the easiest and fastest way to do it. Though it would be nice to move to a new place and magically drop into a ready-made social network, making friends requires actual work, like most things in life (ugh). But there are a few things you can do to speed the process – even if you’re shy, quiet, and nervous!
Making friends in a new city doesn’t have to be hard – in fact, it boils down to a pretty simple formula. You need to meet a ton of people, you need to see them regularly, and you need to turn them from acquaintances into friends. You have to feel comfortable initiating hangouts, and be open enough to form genuine connections with just about anyone, in just about any situation. And if my bumbling, awkward ass can learn to do it, anyone can.
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Singapore has been on my must-visit list for a long time. We’ve all seen the photos of the famous Gardens by the Bay and the Marina Bay Sands infinity pool, and booking a short visit was an easy decision. The Supertree Grove was an absolute masterpiece. The Marina Bay Sands, though bougie and swarming with irritating nouveaux-riche, is by far the coolest hotel I’ve ever stayed at.
But Singapore as a whole confused the hell out of me. It somehow managed to simultaneously fascinate and bore me; I thought it was visually stunning, but otherwise pretty bland. I expected a place with so much creativity and innovation to have an equally cool vibe, and instead the city felt kind of sterile and artificial.
I did enjoy my time there. I loved exploring Singapore and ticking off my bucket list items, I loved everything I saw, but I was also ready to leave and never return lol. In summary: worth a visit, but maybe just one visit. Maybe I’ll return one day to give it another chance.
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The cooking class I took in Ubud was one of the highlights of my trip to Indonesia, and a great way to familiarise myself with traditional Balinese cuisine. It was also a great way to ensure I would be well-fed and entertained for an evening, which is a serious perk when traveling solo. With over three thousand 5-star reviews on Trip Advisor, Paon Bali Cooking Class was the easy choice, and it more than lived up to expectations.
It was the most well-organised class I’ve ever taken (out of a sample size of one, lol, but trust me, they know what they’re doing).The food was easy to prepare, delicious, and full of fresh, flavorful local ingredients. Pretty much everyone taking the class was a young, fun traveler. Puspa, the owner, was truly the cutest human ever and someone who I can only assume is the Ina Garten of Indonesia. And we got a recipe book to take home. 10/10, would def take again.
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The first time I went to a restaurant by myself, I had just gotten dumped. As a freshly minted New Woman™, I wanted to prove to myself that I was a cool, effortless woman who did bold and independent things like eat lunch alone. I felt so awkward but I sat down anyway, drank my delicious margarita, ate my delicious tacos, paid my bill, and walked out beaming ear-to-ear. I had done it. I ate in a restaurant alone, I didn’t die, and it turned out that feeling awkward actually can’t kill you. I felt invincible.
Since then I’ve eaten fried chicken in a packed restaurant in the middle of the Tremé, New Orleans, and a ten-course degustation in a romantic bamboo cocoon nestled on the bank of a river at a Bali Ritz-Carlton. I’ve eaten solo at steakhouses, inhaled the messiest burger ever, and devoured four-course desserts. In fact, probably due to my huge ego, I’ve actually caught myself looking down on NON solo diners at times. How sad, to need the company of others to have a good time ~sips wine~
If you’re traveling by yourself, chances are you’re going to have to eat alone at a restaurant at some point. It can be nerve-wracking feeling the eyes of other diners on you, 100% confident that they’re judging you and your obvious weirdness, tragic lack of friends/romantic interests, and pathetic life. But I’m here to tell you that that’s all nonsense, and that nothing should stand between you eating as many courses and drinking as many cocktails as you want.
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The assholes at Australian immigration (just kidding, please let me in) still haven’t approved my second year working holiday visa, so I’ve been trapped in the US for close to two months. I haven’t been able to make any travel plans yet, since I’m not sure where I’ll be based. So I’m in limbo. I’ve had a nice extended period of time with friends and family, but tbh I am over it and itching to get back out there.
I’ve gotten so used to jetsetting and living abroad that being back home has been… underwhelming, to say the least. So I’ve stayed one (small) step ahead of boredom & depression by jetting around the States, avoiding all my responsibilities, and blowing all my money on food and fancy cocktails. Rough life, hey?
My most recent trip was a spontaneous visit to NYC, which me and one of my best friends planned with less than a week’s notice. Sometimes the best holidays are the ones you excitedly throw together last-minute. Winter in New York is magical, and we packed a lot of sightseeing and a ton of food into our four days. I’ve compiled all my favorite activities and restaurants here, for a fun-filled holiday that will leave you as happy (and full!) as I am!
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