Two years ago, I conquered my fear of stepping outside my four-cornered room. A million thanks to my bestfriend, Greg, who started it all by booking a flight to Hong Kong and Macau, my first ever trip abroad. It was fulfilling! From then on, I kept rewarding myself epic trips in and out of my country to quench my thirst for traveling and to see what’s really out there for me. Being constantly on the go, I realized (I guess most travelers do) that some things about me have changed. I have accepted these changes, but others lift their brows. They think it’s peculiar.