I Wish Someone Had Told Me

I Wish Someone Had Told Me

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I was laying on my bed before, thinking about my upcoming summer adventures and how different traveling is for me now, as someone who’s been to twenty four countries, almost always alone. Not many people on this blog know this, but I always wanted to travel. When I was nineteen and in my second year of University I had saved almost enough money to go on my big overseas experience (that’s what we call a gap year in New Zealand). While family commitments made it more difficult for me to go, it was probably fear that held me back. Fear of the unknown: What if I made no friends? What if it all cost way more than I thought? What if something terrible happened?

I had enough “what ifs” in my head to paralyse myself from doing anything. 

He’s saying “go on, it might be the best trip you ever take”

Three years later, I went through a breakup and I was so upset with life that all the “what ifs”  seemed to matter much less. And finally:

I got to a point in my life where I realised that regret was scarier than trying [Tweet This]

When I first boarded that flight to Phuket, Thailand, booked only a few days prior, I was nervous and anxious with worry. But there was a little part of me that was excited, a twinge of “I can’t believe I’m doing this” and a spoonful of “fuckyeah!” (excuse the language, but it’s fitting). Walking out of the airport gates I was bombarded by local Thais trying to offer me inflated prices and lies. “No no, the bus to Patong will not be here for 2 hours, only 60 baht more and you can take private van”. I breathed a deep sigh and soaked in all of the difference of my surroundings. Suddenly, an Australian couple who had been traveling Thailand for a few weeks, took me under their wing “Don’t worry, the bus will be here soon” and within minutes of walking out of the airport, I learned my first travel lesson:

Me traveling “alone” in Vietnam – 1.5 months into my first solo trip

You will hardly be alone – of course if you take yourself to some remote island, enter a vow of silence and glare at anyone who tries to make conversation, then you will wind up alone. But for the most part, on my travels, throughout South East Asia especially, I had to make a solid effort to be alone. Here and there I would take a day out, just to watch my favourite tv shows, eat ice cream in bed and have a little mental space. It can be intense hanging out with someone all waking hours and then sharing a room with them at night. But the cool thing is, you will make tons of friends and meet new people. Still anxious about being alone? Read my post on how to travel alone

It’s good to be alone, sometimes – if you are like me you will be eager to have interactions with local people. Almost all of the special memories I have with people who aren’t tourists overseas has been when I was alone. You’re more approachable, than compared to a big pack of foreigners speaking in packs. The flip side of this is you’re also more aware of your surroundings. Ever been shown directions to somewhere, but been so lost in conversation you hardly noticed? This happens when you’re traveling, too. I notice that usually my photography is much more interesting when I’m alone because I keep myself entertained by taking more photos. 

Don’t take pictures of everything – living in the social media generation there’s this need to have everything online. “How will anyone know I was kayaking around Ha Long bay at sunset if I haven’t uploaded 15 pictures and updated my location?” – well, does it really matter? Some of my favourite memories I have no photos of, which in some ways is a little sad, but it just means that I was too busy enjoying the moment to stop, grab out my camera and start snapping away. Pick your battles; actively think about what moments you want to document with your camera and which you want to savor just for yourself.

You should pack less than you think – when I first arrived I had all my nice, normal, expensive clothing filled to the brim of my backpack. After a few days in Asia my whites were no longer white and my clothes were no longer nice. I could have easily bought a few items and purchased all my clothes in Asia and they would have been much more weather appropriate, and cheaper. On the same line of thoughts, you don’t need a money belt or silk sleeping bag, most people never end up using theirs. I would say that for me personally a microfibre towel has been essential. 

Most travel insurance does not cover riding scooters or motorbikes – when I was in Chiang Mai, Thailand,  a friend and I went to a motorbike rental place that was suggested in the Lonely Planet as a good, honest place. We both tried to rent a scooter, but both were rejected because we’d never ridden one before, the owner said “he didn’t want to feel responsible if we ended up ruining our holidays”. Never mind the fact that we didn’t have Thai drivers licenses. Originally we were a bit frustrated, because surely we’d be awesome at riding one, but then we thought about it – if he was prepared to turn away business and fresh Baht, he must have been concerned for our safety. Recently I read about a New Zealander who had insurance and had an accident (not his fault) while on a motorbike and wound up in hospital with a big bunch of bills – an easy way to ruin your holiday. Read your policy properly. 

Expect something bad to happen – I don’t mean you should freak yourself out over something terrible happening, but chances are something annoying, bad, or frustrating will happen at some stage. Maybe you’ll miss a bus/train or flight, maybe your camera will get broken when you are drunk and accidentally run into the ocean, or maybe you’ll be like me (I hope not) and be stabbed while someone tries to rob you. Either way, shit life happens. The biggest thing to remember? It could happen anywhere, I bet it could happen in your home town. In a way I’m almost glad I was attacked because it was awful (almost my worst-case-scenario) and you know what? I’m fine. I dealt with it, it was a bit scary and intimidating but now I’m past it and I feel that I’m better prepared to deal with things in the future. 

Too cheap is a rip off – the only scam that I believe I fell victim to, was a very common one in Thailand. Usually for a tuk tuk you should expect to pay around 80-150 baht for a ride, depending on the distance, time of day and how many people are in the tuk tuk. On my first day in Bangkok, clouded by a smile only a Thai could offer, a friend and I took got into a tuk tuk with a driver who had offered us a ride for only 20 baht. I laughed to myself, finally I had cracked into the “real” traveling and no longer was I paying inflated tourist prices – screw you Lonely Planet, I’ve found a new level of shoestring travel. It was early in the morning, we were hungry and all we wanted was a cheap restaurant. After a few minutes drive, the tuk tuk stopped – we were expecting some cafe or a bakery, but were greeted with the doors to a silk shop “please please, just look five minutes, if you go in I get a voucher from the Thai Government for my fuel”… I was not in the mood, especially not at this hour! After some conversation, we stormed off – refusing to pay our fare. We were quite lucky, I’ve read countless stories about experienced travelers who have been scammed by tuk tuks. If it’s too good to be true, well, it’s a scam. 

Be GRATEFUL when the locals speak your language, or try to – numerous times I’ve heard other travelers complain about how poor the English of some hotel/hostel staff in some developing country is. I’ve let out my fair share of frustrated sighs when my questions are being met with confusion and time is not on my side. But whenever this happens, I pause and think about how well far this person would get trying to speak Thai/Khmer/Vietnamese etc in New Zealand. They wouldn’t even try, because they would be met with frustration or anger and would probably be ignored. How privileged am I, as an English speaker, to travel the world and more often than not be met with at least someone who speaks a little English in their country. 

I’ve said it before, but I’m going to say it again: my only real travel regret, after almost two years of travel, is that I didn’t start traveling earlier.  

Want to read more? Read my Eight Little Travel Tips or  Eight Things You Shouldn’t Do In Asia

What have you learned traveling that you wish someone had told you before you first letf? I’m sure there’s plenty of things I haven’t thought to include here. Share in the comments below, I’d love to read some. 


  • Hannah says:

    One thing that I wish someone would have told me is that sometimes you will have moments where you are lonely or depressed or sick and you think “If I had just stayed at home, then this never would have happened! Why did I bring myself here?” The important thing to remember is that those moments will pass. The key is keeping your faith that making the decision to travel was the absolute right one, even in those difficult moments.

    • Izy Berry says:

      Thanks for sharing that Hannah, I think too often bloggers post the rosey side of travel and there are some downsides. I might write a post on how to deal with loneliness on the road as I’m basically an expert at being alone now :) Thanks for dropping by :)

  • Danny says:

    One thing I wish someone had told me is that when you leave home and travel,things change and still go on in your home town and friends and family’s lives change to,so after being abroad for three years you can never be really back home for at least six months because it is a different place than the one you left.

    • Izy Berry says:

      Really Danny? In a way I’ve had a different feeling, but I’ve only ever been home knowing I will leave, so it hasn’t been so intense. I feel like some things stay the same which is kind of weird, because after you’ve seen all these things and changed it’s hard when everything seems the same, or I suppose, everything seems different. Thanks so much for dropping by :)

  • Great post, Izy. That’s excellent that you’re getting the word out and encouraging people to move past fears and worries and just go out into the world and EXPERIENCE and LEARN. Loneliness is certainly a concern for solo travelers, but in the right headspace and with the right attitude it never lasts long. And soon you’re either content on your own, immersed in the thick reality of it all, or have found some others to open your horizons and perspectives. :)

    • Izy Berry says:

      Thanks for the sweet words. I think we live in such a “global world” these days and I think travel is the only way that you can become more aware of it and understand where you fit in the world.

      I never really got lonely! I guess I’m lucky to enjoy my own company so much.

  • …”maybe your camera will get broken one night when your drunk and accidentally run into the ocean”….I LOVE that!! Just saw that you’ve started following me on Twitter..(thanks for that!) and, so I thought I’d check out your blog…AWESOME stuff, Izy…I really like your writing style :)

  • Erik says:

    This is brilliant. As someone who travels alone 95% of the time, I understand all of these. I do, however, take pictures of everything. I’m careful not to miss experiences, but I love my photos when I’m done, and even with the gazillion I take I always feel like I missed something. I understand they do not recreate the experience, that comes from inside of me, but I love them none-the-less. I do agree with the social media part of that- I specifically did not upgrade to a phone where I could send pictures before my last trip to stop myself from even worrying about it. I also edited less than 50 of my 12,000 NZ pics while on the trip. That was a vast departure from past trips, where I religiously edited most every night, but I saw and experienced so much more because of it. Granted, I’ve been back 7 weeks and am still less that halfway through them :-)

  • I consider myself a pretty postive person but I certainly didn’t shy away from the fact that we had a tough time when we were travelling in Thailand. I got a lot of comments, after my whinge, from readers saying it was so great to read about the bad parts of a trip. It’s equally important stuff, right? It’s the tough times that build character and travel is great for that!

  • […] spoken about things I wish someone had told me and missing out on things, but one thing that I think travel forces you to do to is to be present. […]

  • Stefan says:

    Hey Izy, I can relate so much to this blog article. I too felt anxious about travelling on my own through SEA but never the less went there and had a great time for 5 months. To be honest the time that I was alone was few and far between and was a god send as it is pretty full on travelling on buses and trains all the time from city to city. I actually met up with people all the time. Some I travelled with for 6 weeks straight because we were all getting on so well. So for anyone thinking that it won’t be the time of their life then they must be a bug introvert!

    • Izy Berry says:

      Glad to hear you had a similar experience Stefan! I think too many people are put off traveling alone because they’re worried about being bored or simply lonely. The truth is, you usually meet more people that way!