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How I Make Anywhere Feel Like Home

Home isn’t a place—it’s the routines I build, the people who welcome me, and the corners I return to. Whether I’m staying with friends, finding a familiar café, or joining a family dinner, I carry home with me. This is how I make anywhere feel like it’s mine.
Solo Travel and the Loneliness of never being alone

Solo travel brought me joy, growth, and unforgettable friendships — but also a loneliness I didn’t expect. I was rarely alone, yet often felt like no one was really mine. This blog is a reflection on that strange in-between: being surrounded, connected, and still quietly missing something.
Home Is Where I Unpack

After seven months of traveling, I’m back at the table I grew up around—only now, everything feels a little different. Home isn’t just this house anymore; it’s scattered across the world, in the people I met, routines I built, and places that quietly claimed a part of me.
A short trip to Java

After a chaotic week in Java—bucket showers, vintage cars, and a nearly lost camera—I return to Ubud with a deeper love for the kindness of strangers and the comfort of familiar faces. From mountain villages to long bus rides, this trip reminds me: even the worst days make the best stories.
Calon Arang Ceremony: a photo reportage

Not much happened this week — and that’s exactly what made it special. Between long hours at the warung, an unexpected religious ceremony, and a spontaneous plan to cross islands, Ubud still feels like the right place to be.
Ubud Couldn’t Let Me Go (or the other way around)

I booked a flight to Vietnam, made it all the way to the airport — and ended up right back in Ubud. Turns out, a missed visa was exactly the sign I needed. From challenging waterfall hikes to common meals and daily hangouts, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.

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