The roar of engines in Thailand. The clamor of people in Malaysia. The honking of the scooters in Vietnam. The hustle and bustle of Hong Kong.
A whole world I hadn’t see before — the food, the language, the culture shock.
For a long time, I worked corporate jobs and later, my own startups. Both of them had one thing in common: 40+ hour workweeks. You’d wake up, start working and stop when work ended. Except, work never really ended. There was always more work to be done — a continuous, monotonous grind.
It wasn’t years later until I started traveling.
Ironic because it took me almost a decade of work until realizing that there was actually more to life than just work, but gratifying that I didn’t spend yet another decade before realizing.
There’s a whole world to see and discover, and until you realize that sacrifice is necessary to make the changes you want, you haven’t lived.