I’m sure I’m the only one who thinks this is funny… but I’m going through video clips from my trip and found this one from St Kilda beach, where Liz and I watched some awesome kitesurfing.

For some reason, this was the bit of conversation going on at the time. I am such a weirdo. And now I’m dying laughing.

P.S. Happy Easter!! I celebrated by buying myself a bar of Cadbury DairyMilk (no eggs in sight), and finding it completely melted when I arrived back at my hostel. STILL ATE IT, obviously.

The Reggae Mansion is all I hoped for and more. I mean, I just got here, but it’s already awesome.

I had a bit of a meltdown on the 5.5-hour bus ride to Kuala Lumpur. I’m still adjusting to being in Asia and feeling very conspicuously different from 99.9% of the people around me. And the two hostels I stayed at in Singapore were quiet, so I suppose being lonely exacerbates feelings of homesickness.

It started to rain while I was on the bus, and I always think of Seattle when it rains. I desperately wanted to be snuggled up on my mom’s couch watching a movie at that moment. I had a row of seats to myself, so I just kind of got into a pathetic fetal position and let the silent tears flow as that throat-clutching feeling commenced.

Here, there are plenty of travelers, and already I see people socializing and ready to have a good time. I think that’s what I need. Now I’m just sad that I’m flying to Bangkok on Tuesday and will miss limbo, Twister and bingo on the roof!

Also, HUGELY helpful: A bigger-than-usual bed in a little pod all to myself. Space! Privacy! A perfect place to assume the fetal position should that throat-clutching feeling return.

I think the Reggae Mansion and I will get along very well together.

This was my view last night from the top of the Marina Bay Sands (that crazy-looking building in Singapore). Laser show!

Today — which is Saturday is this part of the world — I’m hopping on a bus to Kuala Lumpur, where my ultimate destination will be a hostel called Reggae Mansion. I… can only hope it will live up to its name.

And I’m crossing my fingers that the Easter bunny will find me there.*

*Or at least that Cadbury eggs are sold somewhere within a 200 m radius.

Singapore sunrise

You didn’t really think I was just not gonna run in Singapore, did you?

Hell no! This city is way too beautiful not to go for a spin around the Marina Bay Reservoir.

I got about five hours of sleep and seriously considered bagging the run, but then I decided that life is short I can sleep when I’m dead. Good decision.

From left to right: the Singapore Flyer, the ArtScience Museum and the Marina Bay Sands resort (epic).

The CBD.

Singapore architecture = amazing.

TRUTH. Also, note the fact that I’m profusely sweating off my sunscreen. Sexy.

I was (happily) surprised that the route around Marina Bay Reservoir was only 3.5 miles! I’ve probably never sweat more in my life (84 degrees F, 84% humidity), but it was a beautiful run and totally worth it. (I carried a full water bottle and hydrated like a champ.)

One more day in Singapore. Then I’m off to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia!

I want to thank my friend Vivek for sharing my story today in his cool new venture, the Take Flight Project! You can follow it on the Tumblr machine to read a new profile each week.

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Flight 8 /  April 4, 2012

DEVON MILLS / Writer, runner, photographer

If you wait until you’re completely ready to make a big change, you’ll spend your whole life standing still. Leap, and the net will appear.

Website answeringoliver.com / Twitter @devonamills

Flight Route Seattle (SEA) —> Los Angeles (LAX) —> Auckland (AKL)

Airline Alaska Airlines, Air New Zealand

I met Devon on a chilly June evening in Seattle, where Jenny Blake had just come in on her book tour. We ended up sitting next to each other and as our conversation deepened,  Devon pulled out her big DSLR camera and spoke passionately about her dreams of photography, travel and writing. A few months later, she’s made all of that her reality. 

After two years of working in advertising, she realized she couldn’t stand being confined to a cubicle any longer. Luckily, she had saved up money in a “freedom fund” and felt ready to take the plunge. So, with the lofty ambition of backpacking solo for a whole year, she quit her job in November 2011 and spent the next few months selling and donating 99% of her belongings. In February 2012, right around the time I launched Take Flight, Devon took off for New Zealand to begin her adventure.

As this post goes live, Devon’ll be making her way to Singapore after spending two months in New Zealand and Australia. Up next on her itinerary are Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam and many more countries.

A 14 hour flight across the Pacific. How’d to get to that point? 

I first decided to leave my job to travel in September 2011, but I waited several months to actually buy a one-way plane ticket to Auckland, New Zealand. Once I did, the whole thing finally felt real and SO exciting.

I was still nervous as hell, though. I actually cried and worried a lot in the weeks leading up to my departure, and saying goodbye to my family was really difficult.

I’ll always remember what it felt like to leave Seattle with only a backpack to my name and no clue what would await me in New Zealand. My plane took off at dusk, and I studied the Northwest landscape intently in an attempt to memorize it for those times I knew I would deeply miss my hometown.

The ascent reminded me of my first skydive, which I did just outside of Seattle and also at dusk. The view from my window seat was so similar to what I saw as I plunged back down to Earth, and the fear and anxiety I felt beforehand were much the same.

This flight, however, symbolized a different kind of leap. I haven’t regretted it for a second.

You love writing. How’s that going after taking your flight to Auckland?

Writing is my passion, and it goes hand-in-hand with exploring the world. My blog is about coming up with answers to the poet Mary Oliver’s question, “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”

I don’t believe there is one answer, of course, or even a limit on the answers anyone can come up with. The point is to think of how you’d like to answer that question, and then DO IT!

I’ve learned so much about myself by writing about my adventures and what I’d still like to do in the future. Thanks to my blog, I can look back on some of my proudest moments — like finishing my first marathon and taking those first steps on New Zealand soil — and remember that I’m capable of doing anything I want, even if it’s incredibly scary. I hope to inspire others and help people realize that NOTHING is impossible.

Inspired by Devon’s flight? Spread your sharing wings on Twitter!

We have arrived in Singapore… and by “we” I mean my food baby and me.

It’s quite hot and steamy here (currently 80 degrees F and it’s just after midnight… yeah), so I’ve decided to forgo running for the next three days and completely dedicate myself to eating new, exciting, delicious street and hawker food.

I had to Google the things I ate tonight after the fact, so I think I’m off to a really good start.

{Fried Cockle Kway Teow; Durian Ice Kachang}

P.S. Dolphin cup FOR THE WIN.