Who knew another break would come so soon? Just as I thought it’d be a long time before my next getaway, in a little under 24 hours, I’m gonna be jetting away to a faraway land again. Okay, maybe not THAT far but I’ll be heading back to Vietnam where I found greater appreciation for coffee 8 years ago.

I didn’t expect myself to be embarking on yet another great escapade barely a month after returning from a reenergising Bali vacation but here I am, bags packed and raring to go. Perhaps having been on so many holidays in the past couple of years, I’ve become less particular about how an ideal trip should play out.

Anyone who has travelled with me would know I’d do extensive research before the trip, and that I like to be in full control of the itinerary. But in recent travels, I realised I don’t give that much attention to details anymore. It’s as if I’ve relented on being exacting over the years, and I concede though I prefer to say that I’ve mellowed instead.

In not drilling down to the nitty gritty, I’m relieved of much pressure to come up with the most elaborate of plans. Travelling should be a stress buster, yet I used to fret over how the trip was gonna fall apart if I don’t get things right beforehand. These days, I can mostly travel at a moment’s notice and enjoy stress-free holidays as I wing it along the way.