Funding Globetrotting Lifestyle for Non-Bourgeoisie Members of Society

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Let’s be transparent. Do you think globetrotting is possible for everyone on earth regardless of their economic status?


It is very sad to see that some people are still disillusioned by this misleading campaign from European backpackers and digital nomads.

Each of us has no equal access to globetrotting lifestyle. What I mean by this lifestyle is someone who leads a life and constantly travels around the world and – what irks most – still makes money. A lot of money even!

And the example is just before my eyes.

There sat a Caucasian guy, with a towering and slender figure. His iPhone is not new but still it’s an iPhone. It’s not an Android phone with some Chinese, less known brand.

And a girl with hijab sitting wistfully opposite him, waiting for a chance to ask a question in her mind.

She ‘interrogated’ him mercilessly,”Okay, so I want to live a life like you, too. I want to travel around the world. How can you do that? Tell me.”

She is in her early twenties and I couldn’t blame her for her naiveness.

The white guy in his Western coast accent paused a while.

He weighed and selected his words really carefully, as if he had been dealing with a hopeful, gleeful children inside a dream bubble. He didn’t want to prick that bubble and destroy her wishful thinking in a second.

But he really had to get the bitter truth across.

“Hmmm, actually that’s not an easy question. True that I have privilege to be thankful for: I was born and grew up in the United States; my family is quite well-off; I have a proper education. I feel so lucky for all of this….”

He was lost. But he didn’t give up easily. He continued consoling her.

“But having that said, I also made efforts to deserve this.” The guy still tried to convince her that this lifestyle is possible but there are caveats she ought to not ignore.

The guy took advantage of his being a native English speaker by taking an English teaching gig at a developing country. Though he seemed a bit hesitant about whether being a white person automatically justifies his or her validity to teach English (he is very critical about this superficial standard).

Living as an English teacher won’t make him rich. But in a developing country, liviing on a wage of an expatriate English teacher is still doable and noble even. One is well-fed and not looked down by the society. It’s totally a secure job if one is fond of teaching and language and has nothing else to be passionate about in life.

What is often forgotten, he said, about this lifestyle is that someone is prone to financial instability. As he put it, “You’ll also have to live in a modest manner, though you’re not downright poor either. And at times you’ll realize that in such lifestyle, life can be so ‘dynamic’, everchanging and flimsy.”

That did break her heart and hope. I took pity on the fervent girl.

So when I was reading some travel blog where I stumbled upon an article that boasts numerous ways to make money as a globe trotter, I was far from being impressed. It was written by an illustrious travel blogger I have never heard of before. Despite that, she seemed to be enjoying quite a success back in her homeland. On her private travel blog, she claimed her blog is one of the best travel blogs there are. The design looks professional; the wording is awesomely enchanting and clean and efficient; the quality of images is above average; accessibility is well thought. Every single detail is talentedly crafted, I observe. I appreciate her hard work.

Yet, her advice in the listicle offers an oversimplistic approach that may be misleading to most less critical young readers and hopefuls.

Not all of the advice is doable, such as teaching English as a second language (TESOL). First thing first, you cannot teach just because you speak English as a mother tongue. Teaching is not something everyone can do without proper training, certification, and other professional preparation. Being able to speak like a native even is not enough to pove that one is capable of teaching a class of foreign students.

Web designing, writing a travel blog, photography may be some other popular options to survive during the globe trotting journey. But sometimes you have to know the limit is.

But it’s worth trying still even if you think this lifestyle is not for you.

I have tried once and failed. Pretty much because I’m not a carefree person with less regular schedules and routines. I want some consistency in life and regularity helps me focus better with anything I do. I couldn’t focus on my art when I am still worrying about how I can survive the next month or the other month. This anxiety may emerge without apparent symptoms but I felt so haunted by it. And in the uncertain economy, stability of economy seems to be everyone is after. One way to get that stability back is by trading some of your freedom. (*/)

5 Essential Elements of Storytelling Travel Writers Should Never Miss

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TRAVELING is the best time for shopping! I mean, shopping of experiences, instead of goods. I am not an anti-materialism advocate in this case but I am hooked by the idea a thought leader said that “if you have money, buy experience. Don’t buy things.”

I guess that’s one of the root causes of why leisure economy is skyrocketting these days. It explains why suddenly working hard is no longer as cool as it used to be. Working smart (less sweat, more results) and going on vacation a lot is. This is understandable as more younger generations can see how flawed and unbalanced the lifestyle of their parents (babyboomers) who sacrifice their wellbeing in exchange of their financial stability.

So if you’re fond of traveling and really think that writing is also your best knack to earn a living (or simply another extra income), you may find the following points I elaborate here useful.

Here are some essential elements for you travel writers to bear in mind. Read on.


As a travel writer or blogger, your main task is bring your audience from their mundane whereabouts (homes, offices, nursery homes, buses, commuter lines, etc) to a place you think they need to see, visit and enjoy fully.

Detailed, interesting and well-arranged description on places such as tourist attractions you just visited is one and the foremost element in travel writing that helps you attract readers. Details like these help form images in your readers’ brain. This vicarious thrill drags them to your world of experience without them being there as well.

Adjectives you may use have to vary. Cliches such as “beautiful”, “awesome”, and “gorgeous” can be avoided to keep boredom at bay. Instead of directly providing the entire verdict of your observation, let readers decide themselves by serving them details tourists usually miss on tours. Pay more attention to small things such as how fresh the air is, the condition, width and length of roads to get to the destination, etc.
But to add description only to your travel exposition is not enough.


After a setting description that captures readers’ attention, you also ought to tell them what you do along the trip with people you run into and you travel with. Of course, you can set the line of privacy. Share only activities you feel comfortable enough to share without compromising your privacy. There are interactions that bring inspiration or positivity in the mind of readers. These are ones you need to add to your writing.

Describe interactions that occur naturally on your trip. As you observe, find out what is unique or inspiring or eye-opening or insightful from this. As a traveler, you’re also an anthropologist actually. You not only see and adore landscapes before you but also humans and interactions around you. This element – if carefully picked – can allow you to be an authentic storyteller.

No pretense. Just essence.

And interactions can comprise larger than ones with other humans. It can mean interactions with mother nature and – if you’re in the meditative, soul-searching mode – your own self or psyche. Along the trip, you make conversations with yourself. And because this is so cerebral and private, you need to divulge this in the form of writing.


Touristy places are nice but they won’t always give you new stuff to discover. If you can make a choice yourself, go to a place where very few tourists are willing to visit. Definitely, this may mean you have to sacrifice some degree of convenience. For example, when offered two options of route when hiking a hill, I could pick the shorter route with more even roads and treks. But I am also told that on a longer route, I could enjoy a better view, see more trees, and breathe in more fresh air. With my body ready to enjoy this trip to its fullest, I pick the longer route.

Also, add more history so readers know contexts of whatever place you visit. When was it built? Why was it founded? Who built it? Was there any background event or incident to accompany the description? It all enriches the travel writing you’re composing.


Like any other work of storytelling such as short stories, novellas and novels, your travel writing also needs to have its own central conflict. Don’t present too many. Concentrate on one single conflict so your writing is sharp and focused.

In additoon, choose a conflict that make people stick to your writing until its last paragraph.


This may be your self reflections. Add some certain things that might remind you of given pivotal moments in life. What comes from your journey can also evoke the similar emotion from readers as well. (*)

Awaiting the Dragon by the Sea

DARKNESS SET IN when the bus I took crawled slowly on a bumpy and narrow road. The machine kept making noise, moving forward to reach our destination. I cast a glance outside. Nothing was perfectly lit. I was on a street with a name I could even pronounce. The road split a seemingly calm and orderly neighborhood. Once in a while, there were a few residentials belonging to locals. And amongst these small and modestly built houses, I spotted some establishments in Korean alphabets, hangeul.

I, however, was not on a trip in any part of Korean Peninsula. Apparently, these are properties of expatriate Korean entrepreneurs in the Vietnamese territory. Most of them were Korean restaurants set to serve Koreans and any tourists passing through the serene neighborhood. All looked dimly lit from behind the bus window I was in.

A larger restaurant was seen afar as if it were a diamond in a pitch-dark night, accentuating the typically humid tropical night with a lot of breeze sweeping softly the skin’s surface.

It was clear that the advancement in the area is thanks to the presence of foreign investors and business folks. All was made possible by the blessings of Vietnamese Communist government. It discovered that living in total isolation would do nothing but suppress its people’s living standard below the poverty line. Opening up itself to the rest of the globe seemed the best way to improve general welfare.

The 4-hour bus trip from Hanoi to this exotic destination tired me down. I grabbed a magazine. There on a page, it read in capital letters:”We’re not asking you to save the world. Just its greatest places.” Twelve breathtaking scenery photos of twelve most magnificent places on earth surrounded the aforementioned sentences. One of the photographs was one I planned to enjoy the following day: Ha Long Bay.


THAT NIGHT I slept like a baby. An inexplicable enjoyment. The night before when I was staying in Hanoi, it took me a while after midnight before I finally succumbed to the lure of bed. Toni, my Vietnamese guide’s  nickname (his real name is much too difficult to pronounce for foreigners), told me Ha Long Bay is not only renowned for its natural beauty but also the coal potential.

The bay was listed as one of the World Heritage Sites in 1994 by the UNESCO. The town of Hong Gai (literally meaning “the island of women”, thanks to its womanlike landscape contour) located nearby has been increasingly busy and hectic with more people ever since. It was then stated as the capital of Ha Long province.

“There is an international port built by the French to export goods to Hai Fong port as far as 70-km from here or abroad,” Toni explained. He is a man in his mid forties, looking tanned during the smoldering summer like now.

In the 1980s, when there was a diaspora of Vietnamese, millions of natives fled their homeland. Some escaped the war-torn country by sailing on boats to more promising and stable neighbors like China, Hongkong, Malaysia, Thailand and even Batam, Indonesia before they were eventually allowed by laws to enter European countries or the United States.

I found it hard to believe that the place where I visited and is flooded by around 8 million tourists per year was also not immune to the raging Vietnam War. In 1964, the US airplanes flew low and landed there with one single mission, i.e. to demolish the significant Ha Long port. The sea port used to play an important role for the Northern Vietnam to help their Southern compatriots survive under the ruthless US opression. Yet, nowadays there is no remnant showing the bloody past.


THAT MORNING I was seeing through a French-styled window frame. Ha Long City that the night before seemed so eeriely dim was now basked under sunlight. Bright and welcoming. The hilly landscape outside caught my eyes. There was no noise, amazingly. The traffic was low.

The not-so-sunny weather enveloped us along our bus ride from the hotel to the bay. The dark clouds could not sustain long up there. The downpour wetted the coast of Ha Long at last but oddly enough, the high humidity remained.

Once my 15,000-dong cruise boat ticket was in hand, I was ready to stand in line at the port which since that morning had been swarmed with international tourists. One large blue boat approached towards where I stood like a statue for about an hour. It would carry me around the vast bay which at the time was showered heavily with raindrops.

The local legend has it that a dragon ruling the bay was said to be residing somewhere in it. The mythic beast had formed the grand spot and all of the gigantic underground caves. I almost told Toni, who narrated the story, that maybe the downpour was the dragon’s tears as it was saddened by the sudden increase of human presence in its formerly tranquil home. But I managed to hold my tongue.

A number of local fishermen in a documentary movie had claimed they saw a glimpse of a long-shaped creature under water, which resembled a dragon’s long body. It is never proven that they told the truth or allegedly sparked controversy to attract more visitors. Upon hearing that, I was reminded of Loch Ness lake in the Western Europe. Both bear the mysterious appeal exploited by humans to bring more tourists in their businesses. It is a truly best-selling story that helps them make more profits.

VIETNAMESE MOTORBIKERS ARE known to be rather unruly on streets. And it turned out the attitude was adopted by these boat drivers. They raced and bumped their boats against each other when they were leaving the quay. I panicked as I experienced a major shock after an abrupt hit. I thought it was a pure accident and both boats would crack and all of their passengers would drown (this was the time I promised to hone my miserable swimming skills). But several minutes later I came to understand that that was how they say hi to each other.

It was raining harder and harder when we almost stepped on the land again. Thankfully, the guide provided us free, thin, colorful, plastic raincoat. As the passengers in my boat and several others rushed out to sightsee, we prepared ourselves to climb up hundreds of stairs. This made some elderly and physically-challenged tourists quit their walks and took a seat to enjoy whatever they could when the other younger visitors continued the walks, slightly panting.

Sprawling around 1,553 square km in Quang Ninh Province, Vietnam, the bay is where I can find a numerous number of limestone karsts and isles.  After 500 million years, the limestone here has been going through amazingly diverse conditions. Aside from its rich geodiversity and biodiversity, Ha Long Bay serves as the habitat for 14 endemic plants and 60 endemic animals.

Vietnam took seriously the UNESCO stipulation. They took further steps to beautify all the caves in Ha Long Bay. When I succeeded to roam the caves, from afar I saw colorful lights to accentuate the uniquely-shaped stalactites and stalagmites. Toni broke the silence to explain why these natural shapes are marvels. Enthusiastically, he mentioned that this stalagmite resembles the shape of an old man, another one of a giant dragon, another one of a couple and so on. I forced myself to make use of my highest level of imagination but failed. These were more artistically demanding than going on an abstract painting exhibition tour.

As the day was approaching the lunch time, I went out with Toni beside me still explaining why that day was one of the most crowded days in the year in Ha Long Bay. It was summer and thus the peak season.

While savoring the protein-laden dish, the cruise in the bay went on through the thousands of limestone islands rising out of the emerald water. The place looks like God’s artworks on the sea with limestone pillar rocks.

I was wondering what we would have as our lunch. The dish was specially made for me, Toni remarked. The cook in the boat served us a wide variety of seafood, from fish, clamshells, to lobsters. I got so stuffed afterwards I almost fell asleep on our way home back to the hotel.

As the boat was slowly but certainly slicing the water forward, I noticed the drizzle had completely stopped. Everyone else on board seemed so eager to climb up to the deck, observing what the crew was doing. Some others hoping to immortalize their visit took multiple shots of the calm and flat water scattered with high rocky islets, clear blue easy sky and horizon.

If one cannot stay long due to time constraint, even a day trip from Hanoi and enough to catch a glimpse of the picturesque Halong Bay and sunset view. would suffice. Toni recommended that I stay at night with other travellers on an overnight cruise. But too bad I had to leave for Hanoi so I wouldn’t miss my flight back.

A day trip like this would normally cost around USD 50 from a decent and reputable tour operator, with a professional guide like Toni. One may get cheaper one but be sure to check and compare what is included in the package before booking.

Toni suggested that I navigate the area either by kayak, which I row on my own, or by a bamboo boat which the villagers of the floating village row for me (and tipping around 2-3 dollars). I set aside the first option in fear of capsizing as I am no experienced kayaker as the currents can turn quite strong, and there are rocks which may cause me to either capsize the kayak or get stuck.

The bay is a natural beauty, calming and exotic with rock outcrops and small islands, surrounded by floating villages of local fishermen. A real treasure of Vietnam, the region, and in fact the world.

I sat down and lay my sleepy head on a shady bench. “Toni, please wake me up when we get onshore,” I requested. “Or when the dragon appears,” I added.

It was one fine day at Ha Long Bay but I hadn’t encountered the dragon yet. Perhaps in my slumber, the dragon would show up. (*)

Colin Thubron on the Arts of Travel Writing and …KGB?

I should tell you I was clueless when Deepika Shetty mentioned Colin Thubron as her featured author on that fine Friday morning (3/10) at Ubud Writers Readers Festival 2014.So apparently he is a renowned British traver author and novelist. Having travelling in China, Central Asia, and Russia, his monumental works among other things are “Among the Russians”, Behind the Wall”, “In Siberia”, and “Shadow of the Silk Road”. Since 1960-s, he has won many prizes and awards in literary world. That was a pinch of information I got from the guidance. And I was glad I was there watching Thubron discussing a lot of things in travel writing.

It’s all about finding differences, he explained. He travels to find the differences that you cannot find only by seeing maps. By travelling, he wants to reassure himself that these countries are humans, too. “They’re not mere blank spaces on the map,” he
confirmed,”They’re human beings with the sort of problems like all of us.” But aside from differences, Thubron are also interested in searching for common elements in these people in foreign countries.

One interesting story was when he told he was chased by KGB agents who wanted to know what he wrote on his notebooks. Luckily it was written in English and his handwriting was too small for others to read. He never expected anything bad happened during his travel. As a travel writer, Thubron claims he travels not for enjoyment but for
experience, which reminds me of why I came to Ubud. I wanted to experience this literary festivity!

Having gone to a boarding school since the tender age of 7, Thubron said it wasn’t easy as he was to constantly adapt to ever changing environment and social circles. And his early experience with boarding school helped him to a certain extent to understand the diversity of humanities. But not everyone in a boarding scholl has got the same impact on their lives. Some grow with less ability of giving empathy to others and lower adaptability to environment.

Thubron also told us that there are grey areas in life, that the borderlines in the map of the world are just lines. They don’t guarantee that a country is free from other countries’ influence or impact or mixture. He witnessed directly how blurred these lines can be in real life. He found blue eyed people in Afghanistan and China as he roamed these two countries, making us rethink those stereotypes we have in our mind about nations around the world. He referred to this as “ethnic reality”.

As he was asked what the most ambitious journey for him has been so far, Thubron answered,”Afghanistan.” He was amazed by the cultural complexity.

Details could be the key to his being a great travel writer, Thubron stated. That said, I really wanted to purchase his book but alas, the copies were sold out during the festival.

He’s working on his new book (a novel), and still travels at 75, which is like MARVELOUSLY HEALTHY AND FIT! Because my grandmother is 76 and she’s bed-ridden due to stroke. She’s alive but not as lively and lucky as Thubron. The writer who visited Bali for the first time 20 years ago told about his new novel which he desribes being
“complicated” and related to his memory.

One of the oddest thing about being a published author, Thubron who is a son of a diplomat said, was when the time of release was approaching and an author has lost his interest towards the work but he still has to deal with a lot of book interviews. He’s apparently not alone because Elizabeth Gilbert also complained the same issue as well on one of her interviews as long as my memory serves.

Suddenly what you wrote in the newly launched book seems stale, silly and childlike and doesn’t reflect who you really are now. But that’s pretty much normal because that means we are evolving.

Not everyone can be a travel writer, I guess. You need to be single or if you’re married, you have got to have a very understanding spouse. At least that’s what Thubron – who is childless – told the audience. His wife is a scholar and his being a travel writer who enjoys nomadic life style seems to be the result of compromise between the two.

I was lucky enough to ask one question for Colin Thubron on what country he considers the most challenging or interesting to write about as a travel writer in the future. I ask if North Korea would qualify, and he nodded. He argued as soon as a closed country like North Korea can be more open and accessible to foreigners, he won’t mind going there and write about it.

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