It was my English colleague-friend who told me about the meromictic lake in Penang State Park. I can’t remember now why I contacted him in the first place. Or did...
When I decided to start writing a travel blog, I had a pretty clear idea why, and for what purpose. So after I wrote my blog article for MWSRP, I began Teja on the Horizon with some stories from travels that were fresh in mind, thoughts and poetry that were current, and wrote about sustainability.
But I quickly realised that, while I had entered a new phase in my life, I hadn’t really got to know the new me. I couldn’t seem to get comfortable writing about my recent travelling.
It was as though I had no context. My feet could not find solid ground. And I did not know to whom I was speaking. Or as whom. So the stories seemed untethered, and couldn’t be written from my heart.
So I decided to reach back, back into the time when I began to travel again, after my divorce – my ‘Blue Period’. And I discovered that it was during those travels – that seemed to be not too noteworthy on the outside – that I re-made myself.
In writing out those travel stories, I walked that path again, but this time with the reflections of hindsight.
And when these tales reached my time in the Maldives, I found that I am now up to speed – with myself.
These are the stories of personal growth through travel, during the Teja Blue Period.
My first visit to the exotic subcontinent of India was not in Delhi, nor in Rajasthan, nor anywhere along the well-trodden backpackers trail. It was to Sirsi, in the UNESCO...
As recently as a few years ago, when I went volunteering for the first time in the Perhentian Islands, this was not really a thing for a local Asian. This...
For me, the main draw of Taal Volcano in Luzon, the Philippines, was the islet in its caldera lake. The islet+lake was itself on an island, which was in a...