2015 has been a roller coaster. Months of highs and lows, insanity and intensity. I’ve met so many people in 2015, each bringing a new piece of memory deeply rooted in my heart.
The year began with the worst companions: winter depression and winter fever. When you leave Switzerland just before New Year’s Eve, when the rooftops are covered in fresh snow and celebrations, there is no doubt some sadness that comes along when you return home to sunny Singapore. The drastic change in temperature, -16°C to 33°C, only made everything worse as I ushered in the New Year with cold, cough, flu and fever. Perhaps not the best way to start another amazing year of my life.
Nonetheless, since it was my birthday after New Years, my best friends flew over to Singapore for my celebration. Hearing their voices screaming through the phone from the airport magically cured my sickness. It was an amazing weekend.
The months came and went by. It’s surprising how the first 4 months of the year just went by in a snap. Before I knew it, I was on the plane to Hong Kong; yet another one-way ticket. I stayed in Hong Kong for a month, once again falling in love with the city.
The highlight of the year began in June, with summer leading the way. I was greeted with a sunrise on the desert in Qatar, followed by history and ruins in Greece and Italy, not forgetting the crystal clear waters and summer sun on the islands. Just like that, June flew by.
Then summer in Singapore kicked in. 2 full months of parties and celebrations were like no other. Beaches and rooftop pools, dancing and new friends, it’s the summer I dreamt of.
Autumn came but it only felt like fall during the return to Europe. This time, France and Belgium. I managed to meet up with my lovely friend and spent 3 days in bliss in Belgium with piping hot cinnamon waffles, hot chocolate and amazing beers.
The next flight took me to Vietnam, as a break. It changed my views of Vietnam, as I saw the development comparing it to the past 4 years. I definitely learnt some great lessons there.
The last flight of the year brought me to 2 volcanos. I sat behind the motorcycle as thewind kissed my frozen cheeks. The night sky was covered with a blanket of stars as they twinkle in the twilight. Half a month in Indonesia, with volcanos, mountains and national parks, was sufficient for the adventurous spirit in me.
I made more friends in the second half of the year than my life in 2012. The last 6 months felt so long because it got so busy. I made some friends, I lost some. Nonetheless, I’m never more thankful for the people in my life. In the end, I learnt that the greatest lessons were not from the travels and experiences. They were from people and their stories. Maybe not everyone is meant to be in your life forever, but everyone brings something as they pass through. Sometimes a blessing, a new perspective or just a lesson learnt.