495 Days of FUNemployment.

I traveled for 495 days straight in 2013 and 2014.

It was an extreme reaction to burnout—a break I didn’t plan but one I desperately needed. I had burned the candle at both ends for too long which ended with me bedbound for almost two months with glandular fever (AKA mono).

These two months without traveling made me go completely stir-crazy.vvSo I quit my start job and left Singapore indefinitely for the US and South America. I thought I would be done in three months and back to working on incubating the idea of Chicken Feet. (Spoiler alert: I was back in Southeast Asia by the end of 2013, see 3)

Here’s what I learned while being FUNemployed:

1. I’ve never felt less alone than while travelling alone

When you travel solo, you’re rarely alone. Hostels make friends out of strangers overnight. A shared meal, a missed bus, or a recommendation overheard at a cafe can become a friendship.

I became more at ease with connection—comfortable asking for directions, advice, or simply sitting beside someone without needing to fill the space. I still love traveling solo, but I no longer equate it with solitude.

Unless you go out of your way to avoid it, you are always forced into a social situation.  And when you do go out of your way, which most travellers don’t bother, you start to make friends with local people and that is where the real travel starts.

2. Go “home” at least once every three months.

I was lucky to have “homes” in Australia, California, and Singapore before I started backpacking. That meant I had couches to crash on, people to decompress with, and the luxury of being around folks who didn’t expect me to be interesting.

Recharging in the company of old friends—even just for a weekend—gave me the stamina and mental space to keep going. It reminded me who I was in the quiet moments to recalibrate.

3. Southeast Asia is my favourite.

I had every intention of spending most of my time in South and Central America. But the more I traveled, the more I realised how much I missed Southeast Asia.

There’s something here that’s hard to describe and harder to find elsewhere: the rhythm, the kindness, the colour, the comfort. Diving is brighter, life feels easier, and the food will always win. And the biggest part, as a solo female, was and will always be safety.

4. We are all interconnected

Five new conversations a day, every day, for nearly 500 days. When you hear the life stories from that many people, from all walks of life, from everywhere around the world, patterns and similarities emerge.  I have met enough people in hundreds of different places to know we have much to learn from each other. 

I have met enough people fortunate enough to be in tourism after breaking away from being nameless and faceless factory workers who are making our clothes and growing our food, and it makes you reconsider how you spend your money of anything and everything that. We, as a collective species, are more interconnected and interdependent on each other than ever.

I learned a Balinese phrase in 2022, “Tat Twam Asi,” which roughly translates to “I am as you are”.  There is so much to sit with and think about in those three words.

5. Travel can change the world for the better

I’ve seen tourism lift entire communities. I’ve also seen it strip them of dignity. Travel becomes destructive when it’s rushed, extractive, or thoughtless. But when it’s done with intention—when you choose guides over influencers, culture over content—it can be transformative.

When you support the right places, the ripple effects are real: education, healthcare, cleaner coastlines, cultural pride. You’re not just getting a great trip—you’re investing in someone’s future.

That’s what I want more people to see.  

Looking Back Now…

Those 495 days weren’t just about exploring—they were about clarity. A time of unlearning. A time of noticing who I was without deadlines or demands. That stretch of travel changed my values, shaped my work, and quietly laid the foundation for Chicken Feet Travels.

It turns out, “doing nothing” for a year and a half was the most productive thing I’ve ever done.

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