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20 Things I Wish I’d Known Before Moving to China

Things I Wish I’d Known Before Moving to China

I was lucky enough to call China home for five years, with my wife also having called the country home for half a decade. Between us, we’ve made a lot of mistakes and learned a lot about life in China. Rather than you having to fumble your way through your China move, we thought we’d share the twenty lessons we wish we’d known before moving to China.

When you first land a job teaching in China and make the decision to relocate halfway around the world, the whole thing can be a little daunting, even the simple process of understanding how to get a China work visa. If you aren’t sure where to start, services such as Career China will consult you during the process of securing work, setting up visas and housing, as well as insurance and banking support.

There’s a lot of information out there. Some of it is over-cautious and some of it is woefully optimistic, so I thought I’d share the things I wish I’d known before I crammed my life into 20kgs of checked luggage and moved to the massive, messy, fascinating, frustrating, brilliant place that is China.

20. Don’t overpack

The temptation is going to be there to pack ALL OF THE THINGS!

The prospect of condensing your earthly possessions into a carry-on bag and a checked bag is a stressful one, and knowing what to pack for China can be hard.

I’ve highlighted a few things below that you should definitely have on your packing list, but here are a few things you definitely don’t need.

What not to pack for China

  • Too many clothes: You can get new clothes so cheaply in China. If you’re arriving in summer, just pack summer clothes and one coat. You can pick the rest up once you get there.
  • Shoes: Even if you are the type of person who wants a million pairs, don’t waste space packing a whole bunch. You can get them in China.
  • Lonely Planet: If you’re anything like me, you won’t even open the damned thing once you get there. You’ll get plenty of tips from friends and locals.
  • Batteries: They have them there. It’s not Soviet Russia.
  • Drugs: This should be a no-brainer, but don’t bring narcotics. The Chinese government is incredibly strict on drug use.
  • Your predispositions: You might think you know what to expect in China, but nothing can fully prepare you. Come in with an open mind and you’ll have a remarkable time.

NOTE: My reader, Rory has kindly reminded me that it is incredibly difficult to get larger sized clothes in China. I’m not talking moo-moos – I’m talking t-shirts larger than a western medium and jeans larger than a western 32. You’ll definitely want to stock up or be prepared to pay a small fortune at foreign brands like H&M.

It’s also worth noting that China does not really cater to larger shoe sizes. As a size thirteen, I could not find my size in most stores.

What you should pack for China

  • Power adapters: China uses both the Type A and the Type I power outlet, so be sure to have one of each with you. Aussies – Type I is the same one we use.
  • A warm coat for winter: China can get insanely cold, and most structures south of the Yangtze aren’t insulated. You’re going to want a coat. Maybe even gloves and a winter hat, while you’re at it.
  • Medication: While you can get many medications in China, it’s considerably less stressful to have your essentials with you.I’d definitely recommend bringing a year’s supply of anti-diarrhea medication, Pepto Bismol, painkillers, cold & flu medication, and any prescription medication you need. Remember to bring your prescription with you in case you’re asked for it at customs.
  • Tampons: China is big on pads, but not so much on tampons. You might also want to consider grabbing a Diva Cup or THINX Period Panties to make life a little easier.
  • Deodorant: A lot of Chinese people don’t wear deodorant (they don’t need to, the lucky bastards), so even Lynx/Axe is overpriced. Consider bringing 2-3 cans to get you started.
  • Cosmetics: While China is definitely a place where cosmetics are readily available, the cost can be a bit prohibitive. Consider bringing your favorite brands from home.
  • A few tastes of home: You’ll doubtless run into homesickness. Consider bringing some photos, foods, and little trinkets from home to make the transition a little less stressful.

19. Contracts are a rough guideline and the word “holiday” is a loose term

You’ve doubtless heard horror stories about a poor laowai (foreigner) being mistreated and taken advantage of by their Chinese employer.

I’m not going to sugar coat it: there’s a chance you’ll run into your own headaches along the way.

The contract you sign with your employer won’t necessarily be honored 100% of the time, and you’re fighting a losing battle if you come in expecting western standards.

You will get asked to work on days your contract said you had off.

You will end up working an extra day to make up for the holiday.

You will end up teaching subjects or age groups you hadn’t intended to.

You will find little snares and pitfalls that make you want to pull your hair out.

It sounds frightening, but if you’re prepared to roll with the punches and take it for the experience it is, teaching in China can be incredibly rewarding.

You’ll look back on the misunderstandings and frustrations with wry amusement down the line.

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Image courtesy of Michael Davis-Burchat

18. Register at the police station

If you’re lucky, your school will do this for you, but it pays to know the law all the same.

Whenever you leave China, you’re required to present at the police station to inform them of your address.

Even if you’ve come back to the same apartment you left, you’re going to want to take in your lease, your passport, and your previous registration to alert the authorities as to your location.

Why is this necessary? God only knows.

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Image courtesy of Beijing Patrol

17. Find expat groups online

It doesn’t hurt to do your research before you move to China.

There are plenty of expat groups on Facebook dedicated to life in China or life in specific Chinese cities. My lovely wife, Richelle also runs the China Teach Abroad Community on Facebook.

You’ll also be able to find various clubs and societies that are looking for membership. 

I arrived in Nanjing back in 2012 with a cricket team already lined up and did the same thing in Beijing with a D&D game.

You might also want to consider checking out /r/China on Reddit.

16. Download Pleco

Chinese is a really tough language to learn, and even the most diligent student is going to come to China with gaps in their Mandarin.

Pleco is a fantastic free app that provides an English to Chinese dictionary you can use wherever you are.

Not only can you search in both languages, but it also has pronunciation guides and a handy demo you can use to play the word to your confused cab driver if need be.

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15. Do your housekeeping

In the frantic rush to get things ready for your new life behind the Great Firewall of China, it can be easy to forget about things you’re leaving behind.

Before you drop the match on that bridge that is your old life, make sure you’re not leaving anything important unmanaged.

  • Did you cancel your phone contract and switch off your utilities?
  • Have you paid all of your outstanding bills?
  • Are your driver’s license and passport up to date ahead of your trip?

It can be a real hassle trying to arrange these things from abroad, so be sure to do a thorough inventory ahead of your departure.

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Image courtesy of Lei Han

14. Be adventurous

China is nothing like what you’re used to and it’s certainly nothing like what the Western media portrays it is.

You can come here and have the best or worst year of your life, and a lot of that is going to come down to your attitude.

If you come into your experience with an open mind and a willingness to compromise, the sky is the limit.

However, if you come here expecting things to be exactly like they were at home or expecting China to bend to your expectations, you’re going to come away sorely disappointed.

13. Nobody respects personal space

You’re going to get jostled.

Strangers are going to stop dead in front of you and force you to sidestep them.

Some weirdo will almost certainly stand directly in front of you and take your photo without asking permission.

Coming to China from South Korea prepared me a little for the lack of personal space, but China is really a different animal in this regard.

It can be jarring at first, but you’ll soon be in the thick of it throwing elbows and shoving teenagers so you can get that last seat on the subway.

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Image courtesy of Lain

12. Don’t be afraid to ask for help

The language barrier presents a huge hurdle for those first few weeks and months in China.

Don’t be too proud to ask your Chinese co-workers for a hand in doing the essentials like:

  • Opening a Chinese bank account;
  • Setting up your Chinese SIM;
  • Registering with the police;
  • Finding an apartment.

All of these things are made immensely easier by having a native speaker on hand to help with the translation.

Just don’t be one of those people who accept help, but don’t reciprocate.

A meal, a gift, or a thank you note is all it takes to reward a good Samaritan’s kind deed.

11. Download a food app

There are restaurants on almost every street in China, and I’d thoroughly recommend that you venture into them and see what you can find.

That being said, there are going to be days or nights where you are too tired, lazy, cold, or hot to want to go out on an adventure.

The good news? There are dozens of Chinese delivery apps specifically for ordering food directly to your home.

The bad news? They’re almost all in Chinese.

With a few notable exceptions (such as the McDonalds app – which is in English), you’re going to need some assistance in entering your address and connecting the app to your bank account.

Once that is done, you’re set for life.

No more pants for you, brother!

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10. Download Didi Chuxing

It can be frustrating getting a cab in China and as of 2016, Uber is no longer working on the mainland.

Thankfully, the Chinese equivalent, Didi Chuxing achieves the same thing and has finally been released in English!

You might not think you need a rideshare app, but trust me – you’re going to want it.

With more and more cabs switching to the Didi platform, you’ll have a nightmare trying to find a free cab without the app.

Note: You need a Chinese phone number to use Didi.

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Image courtesy of Thomas Depenbusch

9. Public transport is amazing

Most major Chinese cities have extensive bus and subway networks, and these are criminally cheap to use.

You can get almost anywhere in Beijing using the super-efficient (and English friendly) subway for less than $1 USD.

Buses can be a little bit harder to navigate without being able to read Chinese, but they’re even cheaper and cover a larger area.

While the cheap taxis are often going to be your first choice, you’ll save a fortune by using public transport whenever possible.

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Image courtesy of Tommy Armansyah

8. They’re not shouting at you

Cards on the table: I spent my first weeks in China sure that everybody hated me.

Chinese is an aggressive sounding language at the best of times, and when you combine this with the Chinese penchant for shouting everything at the top of your lungs – it sounds like everyone is the angriest person ever.

When you pick up a little of the language (or, like me, start dating somebody who speaks it), you’ll soon learn that the shouting directed at you is actually somebody asking where you’re from.

7. Alert your bank and know your bank card

The good news is that your Visa or Mastercard is likely to work all around China, but there are a few things you should know ahead of your trip:

Alert your bank

Don’t forget to tell your bank that you’ll be living in China. You don’t want them canceling your card.

Check which ATMs work

Not every Chinese ATM will accept your card, even if it has a big Visa symbol on the door.

As a rule of thumb, China Construction Bank and Agricultural Bank of China are a good bet.

ICBC is also a safe bet.

Keep an eye on your balance

Phishing and credit card fraud is on the rise in China.

While you don’t need to be paranoid to the point of fear, it pays to keep an eye on your bank statements to make sure there aren’t any mystery transactions.

My brother recently had $700 lifted from his account, and while he was able to get it back from the bank, it did take 3-4 weeks to reverse the transaction.

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Image courtesy of M M

6. TaoBao is life

Taobao is going to be your new best friend.

A combination of eBay and online stores like Amazon, this Chinese juggernaut is your go-to place to buy everything.

While JD.com is better for electronics, you’ll find almost everything else you could ever want on Taobao.

From hobbies to furniture to removalists to clothes to toys to groceries, Taobao is a way of life in China.

While the site is in Chinese and requires a Chinese bank account to use, services like Taobaoring are available to do the heavy lifting for you.

5. Brace for culture shock

China can be a confronting place to live.

Between the nasty air pollution, the seething crowds, the constant noise, and the toddlers being dangled over garbage cans to relieve themselves – it’s a balls to the wall assault on your senses.

If you’re coming in with an ethnocentric, ‘my country is the right country’ mindset, you’re going to find China a really difficult adjustment.

China is at times the messiest, most chaotic, and most frustrating place you’re ever going to go, but that’s a huge part of its charm for me.

No day is every just another ‘ho-hum’ day in the office, and you’re always going to be seeing (and smelling) things that keep you on your toes.

Embrace the weirdness!

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Image courtesy of Lei Han

4. Download WeChat

If Taobao is life. WeChat is oxygen.

What started as a relatively innocuous messaging app has become an essential part of the Chinese experience.

Part messaging app part food delivery app part Uber part Facebook and part mobile bank, WeChat is used in almost every facet of day to day life in China.

In an average day, I’ll use the app to text my girlfriend, exchange GIFs with my mates, pay for my taxi, order my lunch, map my route to the bar, and see what my friends are up to on their trip abroad.

“What’s your WeChat?” has replaced “Let me add you on Facebook” in the same way that it usurped, “Can I grab your number?” as the social norm.

3. Learn some of the language

There’s no sugar-coating the subject: Chinese is fucking hard.

While it’s never an easy task to learn a new language, Mandarin’s four tones can be a major hurdle for new language learners.

In three years in China, I’ve progressed from not knowing a word of Chinese to being barely able to scrape by day to day.

A big part of that is laziness on my part, but there’s no denying that it’s a substantially harder language to pick up than Spanish or Korean.

That being said, it really pays to learn more than just nihao before you get here.

Adventures Around Asia has a great guide on learning Mandarin Chinese. If you’re looking to take a language course, this review talks about Pimsleur’s subscription plan and weighs up the plusses and minuses of learning the language online.

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2. Download a VPN

Chinese Internet censorship is no joke.

Here’s just a shortlist of the sites that are blocked or restricted in China:

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Instagram
  • YouTube
  • Google Drive
  • Gmail
  • Google
  • Certain Wikipedia pages
  • Pinterest
  • Dropbox
  • New York Times
  • The Pirate Bay
  • Bloomberg
  • Amnesty International

Thankfully, there’s a fairly easy way to get around Chinese internet censorship: buying a VPN.

Not any VPN service will do, so it’s a good idea to consult a guide on the Best VPN for China if you’re wanting to get the most bang for your buck.

1. Bring start-up cash

Your contract might mislead you a little on this front.

Technically, your employer should be paying for your flight to China and for your accommodation, but there’s one painful caveat:

This payment is usually a reimbursement

What that means is that you’ll come to China with a few thousand dollars in your pocket and soon find yourself scrounging between the proverbial sofa cushions looking for change so you can afford a bowl of ramen.

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Chinese Start-Up Costs

In addition to your flight and your visa, the biggest cost you’re likely to encounter is renting your apartment.

Many Chinese apartments take rental payments in either three month or six-month installments, which can be a pricey prospect once you add in an agency fee (one month’s rent) and a security deposit (one month’s rent).

When I broke my arm in Indonesia, the prospect of coming up with five months’ rent (totaling $3,000 AUD) was a terrifying one.

Then you add in other start-up costs like that first grocery shop, setting up your phone and internet, drinking with new friends etc. and it comes to be a very expensive first month.

The worst part? You’ll usually have to wait a month before your first pay check!

How Much Money Should I Bring to China?

Conservatively, I would say anything less than $2,500 AUD ($2,000 USD) is going to see you scrambling to make ends meet before your first pay comes in.

This is obviously a pretty hefty chunk of change, and not everyone has a nest-egg saved up ahead of their trip.

Your Say

What did you wish you’d known before you moved to China?

Do you have any burning questions about life in China you’ve been dying to ask? Fire away!

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The Best & Worst of Expat Living in Hoi An, Vietnam

Living in Hoi An: The Best & Worst of Expat Life in Hoi An

It seems criminal that I spent a year of my life living in Hoi An, Vietnam and I’ve yet to write a single, solitary word about the place. You’d be forgiven for thinking I was adhering to the old adage of “If you’ve got nothing nice to say, say nothing“, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Honestly, being able to call Hoi An home has been amazing. In truth, I’ve been so busy loving expat life in Hoi An that sitting down to write meant missing some of the fun.

There’s no questioning that Hoi An is one of Vietnam’s most gorgeous locations. Where else in the world can you see brilliantly verdant rice paddies, stunning beaches, and the colorful charm of a Colonial-era Old Town in the space of fifteen minutes?

While larger cities such as Da Nang, Hanoi, and Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City) might be able to boast greater amenities, it’s hard to look past Hoi An’s laid back vibe and immense natural beauty.

It’s not all peaches and cream, however. While Hoi An is cheap and gorgeous, there are definitely drawbacks to living in a smaller Vietnamese city with such a transient expat population.

The Best of Living in Hoi An

Let’s start positive. There are more reasons to love expat life in Hoi An than there are to hate it. Why else would we have done a six-month stint here in 2018 and then come back for more?

Hoi An is a fantastic short-term base and I know some who have called the city home for several years. 

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I never got tired of riding my scooter through Hoi An’s rice paddies.

Gorgeous Surrounds

First and foremost, Hoi An might be one of the prettiest towns in the world. There’s a reason that Lonely Planet listed Central Vietnam at #6 in the Best of Asia-Pacific in 2019.

At the heart of Hoi An is the city’s Old Town, where colonial buildings in a variety of colors speak to the country’s colonial past while also representing its exuberant recovery from decades of oppression. Here, bright wildflowers, dangling vines, and paper lanterns criss-cross the streets, vendors sell everything from local snacks to knock-off watches, and countless eateries and coffee shops vie for your attention.

Hemming all of this in is the rice paddies that supply much of the region’s staple food. Depending on the time of year you’re in Hoi An, these range from lush carpets of vibrant green to shimmering mirrors that catch the setting sun and set the whole field ablaze. Farmers and water buffalo wade through the life-giving waters, while the slightest breeze causes this sea of foliage to rise and fall like stormy seas.

And did I mention the beaches? Once you’re out of Old Town and you’ve seen the rice fields, you’ve got a gorgeous strip of beach waiting to cool you off and sluice away a day’s worth of hard-earned sweat.

When it comes to Insta-fabulous bases, I’ve yet to find one that can hold a candle to Hoi An.

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An Bang Beach is Hoi An’s most famous beach, but look farther afield for some privacy.

Hoi An’s Beaches

As a born and bred Australian, I’ve always been drawn to the ocean. It’s one of the things I love about living in Australia, even if my sleepy little New England hometown is a bit far removed.

Hoi An has a fantastic, beachy vibe that is best represented by the thriving An Bang area. 

While it can be a tad crowded with Korean tourists and locals at times, it’s still possible to stake out a bit of prime beach real estate if you don’t mind walking away from the restaurants and bars. Our personal favorite is the aptly named ‘Hidden Beach‘, where you can escape the crowds and soak in the serenity.

This isn’t to say the hustle and bustle of An Bang is awful. We’ve had many pleasant evenings feasting on delicious seafood at Tuyet or sipping fancy cocktails at Shore Club.

Personally, my favorite area of Hoi An’s beaches is the stretch that lies halfway between An Bang and Hidden Beach. Here, you’ll find the Aussie-run Salt Pub, the backpacker haven that is Kahunas, and a variety of new restaurants and bars opening on the regular.

Whatever your poison, Hoi An has you covered when it comes to great beaches, chill beach bars, and delicious food. You’ll be paying a little more for the views and everything closes inexplicably early, but the beach vibe is definitely a selling point.

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Set along the river, Hoi An’s Old Town is full of boutiques, restaurants, and bars.

Old Town

Let’s be real: Hoi An’s Old Town is touristic and it’s crowded. If you’re not a fan of crowds or vendors shouting for your attention, you might even go so far as to say it’s overwhelming.

For me, Old Town is a bit like a night club. I wouldn’t want to spend too long there, but it can be a hell of a lot of fun if you’re in the mood.

Richelle and I love to take our phones down to Old Town to snap pictures and catch Pokemon (Old Town is the only Pokemon Go friendly area in Hoi An), enjoy avocado coffees, and people watch.

Some of the city’s best dining can be found here as well, with the restaurants going where the tourists are. Rather than write paragraphs about each of our many favourites in the area, I’ll just list them off below:

  • Mix Grill: Greek cuisine;
  • Com Linh: Cheap local cuisine;
  • Mango Room: For something fancy;
  • The Hoianian: Wine bar and Euro-Vietnamese fusion;
  • Market Bar: Wine by the glass overlooking Central Market;
  • Hola Taco: Delicious Mexican;
  • Hoi An Roastery: Vietnamese Starbucks;
  • Pasteur Street Brewing Company: Vietnamese craft beer.
  • Chu Chu: Amazing avocado coffees.

The Old Town area is a photogenic tourist spot by day, but it transforms into the city’s nightlife district once the sun goes down. A variety of backpacker bars and clubs burst into life once the tour buses have pulled away, with Dive Bar our personal favorite.

Want a place to stay that is close to Old Town without the noise and chaos? Richelle and I loved ANIO Boutique.

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We woke up to buffalo grazing in our backyard every day. Image courtesy of Ken Marshall.

Tra Que

This sleepy little island between Old Town and An Bang is often overlooked, which is a crying shame.

A quaint retreat full of organic farms, grazing buffalo, and adorable B&Bs, Tra Que was home for us for six months and remains one of our favorite spots to snap photos and escape the chaos of Vietnamese roads.

If you’re looking to learn how to cook Vietnamese cuisine (we recommend Baby Mustard or Tra Que Water Wheel) or want a base that’s away from the tourist traps (we adore Christina’s for short stays), you can’t go past this centrally located haven. By ‘centrally located’, I mean equally far from both the beach and the Old Town – rather than well located for tourism that doesn’t involve a whole bunch of pedaling or a Grab Taxi.

For those looking to live in Hoi An, however, it’s a great balance between access to the restaurants of Old Town and the beach.

Looking for a place to stay on Tra Que? Richelle and I loved Christina’s Hoi An.

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Getting clothes made in Hoi An is criminally cheap. Image courtesy of TEFL search

Affordable

If you’re looking to live in Southeast Asia, chances are that a big factor in this is that your dollar stretches a lot further than it might at home.

You’ll be pleased to know that this is especially true of Hoi An, where the influx of digital nomads and short term expats has not yet driven prices up to an unreasonable level. 

You can find homestays and villas with shared kitchens for as little as $200 USD per month, while Richelle and I pay $400 USD per month for our apartment with a shared pool. My brother and his partner paid around $1,000 USD a month for a two-story, two-bedroom house with a private pool in the heart of Hoi An last year.

Regardless of your budget, living in Hoi An can be as cheap or as lavish as you like. This is true throughout Vietnam. Even in major cities such as Ho Chi Minh, costs are generally low and there are plentiful options for living a comfortable life on a budget.

The cost of food, transport, and amenities remains cheap by Vietnamese standards, assuming you’re not eating all of your meals in the Old Town.

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The Hub became our surrogate family in Hoi An.

The Hub

For digital nomads like Richelle and I, The Hub has been a godsend.

Part co-working space and part community, The Hub serves as both our workspace during the day and our social life. Whether we’re joining swing dancing nights, going to the movies in Da Nang, taking part in the weekly community dinners, or heading to a local attraction, there’s always something going on.

A monthly membership grants 24/7 access, high-speed WiFi, a free coffee each day, and discounts on the daily community lunch. They even do accommodation packages for those who want to base themselves close by.

If you’re looking at living in Hoi An, the Hub is likely to be your go-to workspace.

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Our adopted kittens, Woody and Jessie <3

Jack’s Cat Cafe

Run by Vietnam Cat Welfare, Jack’s Cat Cafe is heaven for cat-lovers like Richelle and I. I admit my love does not go quite so deep as my better half’s, but even a grumpy old curmudgeon like me can’t help but grin when I’ve got my pick of ninety adorable cats.

If you’re living in Hoi An and miss having a pet, fostering the orphan kittens that regularly show up on Jack’s Cat Cafe’s doorstep is a great way to have a pet without needing to worry about how you’ll get them home.

Richelle and I have fostered through Jack’s twice and it has been a great balm for a couple of cat lovers who miss being able to have a pet.

The onsite vegan cafe is also remarkably good!

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Shopping for fresh produce in Hoi An is ridiculously cheap.

Fresh, Local Food

Vietnamese food might not be in my top five global cuisines, but I’m hard-pressed to say no to a flavourful bowl of Cao Lau or a plate of Com Ga. Thankfully, Vietnamese food is criminally cheap in Hoi An, even if you are paying the foreigner mark-up.

Local restaurants and coffee shops can be found in virtually every neighborhood, and while I tend to find Vietnamese food starts to all taste the same after a few months, the ready access to affordable local food does make it easier to live on a budget.

Local markets such as Ba Le and Tan An (Tiger) Market also give you access to fresh meat and produce, although you’ll want to go bright and early to make sure the meat hasn’t been baking in the sun all day.

With most Vietnamese apartments having tiny fridges, you’re going to become intimately familiar with local markets if you’re planning to do any cooking!

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Swing dancing lessons were one of many fun social outlets we found in Hoi An.

Community Events

While I’ve made a point of singling out the Hub as a great community, there are other ways to make friends in Hoi An.

Richelle and I have enjoyed going to the free salsa lessons at Kukun, while Three Dragons Pub does a weekly trivia night that is a lot of fun. There is also the Hoi An Writer’s Group, which I was a member of during my first stint in Hoi An. 

My sister-in-law found a lot of friends through local expat mum groups, while the Hoi An Expats Facebook group is always abuzz with local events or people looking for travel buddies.

While I’m a bit of an introvert and don’t socialize a great deal, there are definitely options out there!

The Worst of Living in Hoi An

As I said earlier, expat living in Hoi An isn’t all peaches and cream. The challenges of living in a small town in a developing country may be a bit much if you’re looking for a long-term base.

Lack of Conveniences

If you’re only in town for a few months as part of a longer backpacker journey, the lack of supermarkets and western conveniences in Hoi An isn’t likely to prove a problem.

If however, you’re like Richelle and I, going a year without a few tastes of home can be a bit of a headache.

Hoi An does not have any grocery stores, supermarkets, or malls. This means you’re going to rely on a motley mix of local markets and small, independent minimarts to do your shopping. While this is all well and good if you’re after chicken breasts, fresh veggies, and a can of Dr. Pepper, it can make finding anything more exotic than that a tad difficult.

Thankfully, Da Nang is just a half-hour away and has a number of larger shopping centers including Costco-esque MegaMart. While you’re still going to be hard-pressed to find all of your favorites from home, you’ll at least be able to source stuff like cheese, meat that isn’t chicken, and a pretty solid variety of East Asian staples like ramen and snacks.

This lack of chain stores and big business is definitely a part of Hoi An’s charm, but I would kill for some decent deli meat and produce that survives more than a day or two in the fridge.

The Kitchens

One of the biggest hurdles we encountered with expat life in Hoi An has undoubtedly been the kitchens.

With food so cheap and with most of the expats in Hoi An just passing through, properties with fully functional kitchens are few and far between.

Many of the properties we visited either boasted a sad, shared kitchen or a bar fridge, a microwave, and a hot plate masquerading as a kitchen.

If you’re coming to Vietnam trying to follow a strict diet or you’re just a keen chef, be prepared to hunt a little harder to find a place with a suitable kitchen. When you couple that with the lack of access to groceries, it can be a frustrating place to embrace home cooking.

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The Heat

Hoi An is hot.

While you want stinking hot days for when you’re lounging around on the beach, trying to get stuff done in 43C temperatures is fucking difficult. This year, I’ve had to do the following in insane heat and humidity:

  • Get fitted for my wedding suit;
  • Shoot a TV show;
  • Play tour guide;
  • Take cats to the vet;
  • Move house.

As you can imagine, none of these are things that are made more pleasant by torrents of sweat cascading down one’s back to collect around the taint and balls. It’s thoroughly unpleasant.

Thankfully, air-conditioners are pretty much standard in most Hoi An rentals, but you’ll be forking out 2,000,000+ a month in power bills during the long dry season.

The Rain

When Hoi An isn’t unpleasantly hot, it’s usually because the rainy season has blown in.

From November through January/February, Hoi An is famously wet and – in some areas – flooded.

While the rain isn’t constant, the dams upriver regularly need to have the pressure eased, which can lead to Old Town becoming very much like Venice.

While house-hunting, it’s always a good idea to check with your real estate agent to see how your property fares during the rainy season. Locals often simply move to the top floor during the flooding, but you may not have that luxury.

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Image courtesy of LWYang

Transient Expat Population

Even with expat haunts like the Hub to help us build a circle of friends, the transience of Hoi An’s expat population does make it difficult to forge lasting friendships.

As Vietnamese tourist visas are only good for three months at a time, many people are only here for a good time, rather than a long time. This translates into a lot of fun goodbye parties, but also a lot of sad goodbyes.

We made and lost friends so quickly during our time in Hoi An that it felt like an episode of Game of Thrones. Except, obviously, we didn’t kill them and seize their kingdoms. We’re not madmen.

If you’re okay with having to make new friends every 3-6 months, this is a pretty minor inconvenience, but it does mean a lot of starting from scratch with new faces.

The Local Drivers

Now, I haven’t been to every country on earth, but I’ve been to enough to feel confident in making this assertion: the Vietnamese are the worst drivers on the planet.

Whether it’s texting on a motorbike while weaving all over the road, blindly pulling a pushbike out into traffic at speed, two bikes riding side by side so their riders can chat, or shirtless, helmetless ‘young buffalo’ screaming down a narrow laneway at 100km, riding a motorbike or scooter in Vietnam can be a harrying experience.

And Vietnam is where I learned to drive. I’d never so much as started a motorbike prior to our year there, but I now feel confident I could complete the Kessel run in 12 parsecs.

(And yes, I know a parsec is a measure of distance, not speed. George Lucas is an idiot)

If the unpredictable scooter riders that turn Hoi An’s streets into a river of smoke and metal weren’t bad enough, you’ve also got to contend with local car drivers who seem to think their SUVs, buses, and sedans are motorbikes. You’ll find cars driving up the center of the road, swerving in and out of traffic, and blindly pulling out into oncoming traffic as if they forget they’re in 2+ tonnes of steel.

Despite all of this madness, there is a strange kind of order to Vietnam’s roads. Over the course of a year, I became quite used to weaving in and out of traffic with one hand constantly prepared to grip the brakes if an idiot careened into the streets.

The Legality of Driving in Vietnam

Right before we left Hoi An in August, the Vietnamese government had begun to crack down on foreigners driving with Vietnamese licenses.

They seem to have no problem with the fact 90% of locals don’t have licenses, but were confiscating bikes and issuing hefty fines to those who didn’t have local licenses.

The process for getting a local license is not an easy one, so I just learned to be hyper-vigilant for any sign of the fuzz, ducking down a side street or doing a quick u-turn to avoid being slapped with a fine.

Travel Insurance & Scooters

It’s also worth noting that, as local law means it is illegal to drive a scooter without a Vietnamese driver’s license, you will not be covered by your travel insurance if you’re injured while riding your scooter.

With medical care being affordable in Vietnam, you might be prepared to take the risk, but the number of feckless assholes on Facebook with GoFundMe pages for their drunken crashes is a pretty solid indication that you might want to play it safe.

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Hoi An’s Old Town is the only place in the city that remains alive after 9pm.

Early to Bed, Early to Rise

As a smaller, rural city, Hoi An’s nightlife can leave a lot to be desired.

While there are plenty of shady backpacker bars in Old Town and a few of the restaurants on An Bang Beach stay open as late as 10 pm, this is not a city where you’re spoiled for choice when it comes to a late-night party.

Looking for a meal after 9 pm? Your best bet is to head to Old Town, as things in the An Bang and Tra Que area tend to shut up shop around the same time.

While Richelle and I are calming down in my old age, we still had a few nights where the party had to abruptly come to an end because none of us felt like inhaling nitrous oxide from balloons at a dingy downtown bar.

Now, if backpacker bars are totally your thing, Hoi An has those in spades. It’s just not much chop for anything else after about 10 pm.


All in all…

With the exception of the transient expat scene and the lack of comforts from home, I really had to scrape the bottom of the barrel to come up with reasons why I didn’t love expat life in Hoi An. I wouldn’t have come back for a second stint if I’d hated it, would I?

If you’re looking for a cruisy, comfy base in Southeast Asia where your dollar stretches a long way, Hoi An is amongst the best places in the world. It’s also terrific if you’re just looking for a base for three months or so.

For a long-term expat, however, the frustrations might begin to gnaw at your sanity. I know Richelle and I were so fucking excited to go to a Trader Joe’s and get meat that wasn’t fish or chicken once we got home.

How to Make it Happen

If you’re keen to make Hoi An your base of operations but don’t have a digital nomad job, there are plenty of ESL teaching jobs in neighboring Da Nang.

Just a half hour’s drive or motorbike ride from Hoi An, Da Nang’s schools and academies are always looking for native English speakers. You just need a bachelor’s degree, a TEFL certification, and a passport from the US, UK, Ireland, Australia, New Zealand, or South Africa!

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Bucket List #315 – Revisiting My Childhood Vacation Spots

Remembering My Childhood Vacations

Growing up, I would often feel envious of the exotic trips some of my more well-to-do classmates would take each spring or summer holiday. While my childhood vacations would be a week here and there in Newcastle or Ocean Shores, the stories from my own adventures would often pale in comparison to those of classmates who had been to Paris or DisneyWorld. 

(I reflect more on this in my own post on visiting DisneyWorld as an adult)

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30 year old CWB is a little too excited about meeting Goofy.

My family was not wealthy. Mum & Dad were teachers trying to raise four kids with wildly different needs and wants. I had a brother with juvenile arthritis and I had behavioral issues. There were dance classes, taekwondo lessons, and Girl Scouts. We got spoiled rotten at Christmas.

It was because of all this that we couldn’t afford the international vacations some of my classmates enjoyed. The farthest we’d get from home on a holiday would be Newcastle or the Sunshine Coast.

At the time, these places seemed far away and exotic to me. I didn’t step onto a plane until I was 24.

I have fond memories of camping on the shores of Lake Menindee or waking up at sunrise to run to the beach in Mooloolaba. The world seemed so much bigger and stranger through the eyes of my childhood self.

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Young Aussie on the Road was always up for an adventure.

Getting Older

During high school, when you begin to judge everything in your life with the same harshness that others do, I remember feeling like our holidays were somehow sad or shabby.

We didn’t stay in fancy hotels or go on cruises – we took our caravan to Jackadgery or Woolgoolga. I would pack piles of White Dwarf magazines or Dungeons & Dragons manuals knowing that we’d do more relaxing in our hotel or on the beach than tourism.

I could talk to my friends about my holidays. They were in the same financial boat as my family or worse. I’m embarrassed to say, I would scoff quietly at those friends whose trips took them to less glamorous locales like Bonshaw or Copeton Dam. I was keenly aware of the pecking order when it came to vacations.

To the more popular kids – if they even deigned to ask what I’d done for a holiday – my answers would be noncommittal. Better to not answer at all than to let them know we hadn’t gone anywhere.

“Oh, you went to Dubai? That’s cool!”

Meanwhile, I spent my holiday sharing the fold-out couch with my brother at my grandma’s place.

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Off on an adventure with my parents at the age of one. Jenolan Caves, I believe.

The Perspective of Age

As an adult, however, I realize that my childhood vacations were nowhere near ‘sad’. My petulant teenage self, caught up in the invented importance of the high school hierarchy, had done himself and his family a disservice.

Far from being sad or shabby, my childhood vacations are now some of my most cherished memories.

We might not have needed passports to go on our trips, but that did not make them any less fun. My family would make trips to DreamWorld or the Australian Zoo. We would each get $10 or $20 in spending money that my brothers and I would waste on Warhammer miniatures. Mum would cook delicious meals each night and we’d go to the beach every morning.

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A visit to Dream World was always the highlight of a childhood vacation.

It’s only now as an adult that I realize the immense cost of a vacation for six (and later seven) people. My recent honeymoon set me back $6,000, and that was just paying for Adventures Around Asia and me! I can’t even fathom having to pay for 6 or 7 people to go on vacation.

More than that, as adulthood sends all of us spiraling off in different directions, I miss the simple pleasures of “I Spy” or “20 Questions” played on a long road trip. I miss being excited for McDonalds or fish and chips, precisely because we couldn’t have them every week or even every month. I miss the nervous excitement as we drove up to DreamWorld, precisely because we weren’t spoiled in our day to day lives.

I miss being with my family without the weight of jobs and bills and real problems hanging over us.

I wear rose-colored glasses, I’m sure, but there was a simple beauty to those childhood vacations we would take.

When I was creating my bucket list, I didn’t want it to be only lofty aspirations in faraway lands. I wanted to someday have the chance to recreate those childhood holidays either with my family or, failing that, with my new wife and our eventual family.

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I just include this photo of me because it’s funny

Recreating My Childhood Vacations

It was rare that a year passed without my family and I going on some kind of vacation. 

Even if it was just the long, dull drive from Mallanganee or Mudgee to Newcastle to spend Christmas with my grandparents and extended family, we would still spend time away from home.

There are plenty of places that we visited over the years of which I have fond memories: Bribie Island and Townsville in Queensland, as well as Ocean Shores and Woolgoolga in New South Wales. Perhaps, someday I’ll get to recreate all of them, but the four that stand out most keenly to me are below.

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Photo courtesy of David Molloy Photography

Lake Menindee

My memories of our camping trip to Lake Menindee in the NSW Outback are faded at best. I wasn’t even five when my parents made the bold decision to take their two kids on a camping trip.

What I do remember – perhaps aided by photos I have seen since – is the stark beauty of that vast lake set amidst the otherwise barren red earth of desert that stretches for countless miles to the west and north.

Much like Sossuvlei and Deadvlei in Namibia, there are remarkable contrasts to be found at the Menindee Lakes. Twisted trees of jet black or bone white jut out from water that ranges in color from muddy brown to a remarkably vivid green. When water levels are high, there is a carpet of greenery on the fringes of the lake. Waterbirds spiral overhead. Pelicans terrify kids too foolish to know better than to approach them.

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Photo courtesy of Ian Cochrane

Despite how little I remember of the trip, my abiding fascination with the Outback I called home for three years before my eighth birthday draws me back there. I would sorely love to pack a few tents, get a convoy of cars together, and head out there again someday. My American wife could teach us the proper preparation of s’mores, while we could terrify her with tales of drop bears and bunyips lurking in the dark.

I’ll make it happen someday.

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Photo courtesy of Will Brown

Carnarvon Gorge

Like my Lake Menindee vacation, my family’s visit to Carnarvon Gorge is more a series of moments remembered in flashes than a coherent narrative in my head. For some reason, I always associated it with the chirping rosellas of Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary, even though the two attractions lie a 14-hour drive apart. The remembrances of a seven-year-old boy are unreliable, clearly.

Our family had expanded from four to six with the addition of my two younger brothers, who insisted on getting as dirty as humanly possible. Not content with splashing around in the river or on its muddy banks, they even dragged their wet bodies through the ashes of our fire.

I remember taking baths in a giant, plastic yellow tub warmed with water from the fire, my siblings, cousins, and I would complain that it was too hot or too cold no matter what our parents did.

I recall going on short bush-walks through the area’s stunning natural gorges and wilderness, spotting sun-dappled pools and marveling at the strange birdsong that followed us as we traveled.

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Photo courtesy of Will Brown

It’s the kind of place that I feel like I would appreciate far more as an adult than I did as a child, and while it seems unlikely I’ll make the return trip with cousins I rarely speak to, it could well be a place Richelle and I take our own children someday.

I might even see if I can borrow Mum & Dad’s big, yellow tub.

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Photo courtesy of Roanish

Newcastle

If there is one place I spent almost as much time in as my home, it is the city of Newcastle. I’ve waxed lyrical about Newcastle’s unfulfilled potential in the past, as well as highlighting the many things do in Newcastle.

Growing up, Newie and nearby Lake Macquarie acted as my home away from home. I spent every Christmas bar one there from 1983 to 1995, as well as spending countless other childhood vacations there visiting grandparents and cousins.

My grandparents are gone now and most of my cousins have moved away – both physically and emotionally – but I still love every visit I make to Newcastle. In the lead-up to my recent wedding, my mother, wife, and I made two weekend trips to the city to run errands, but still found time for brunches on Darby Street, fish & chips on the beach with my sister’s family, and a spot of shopping at Charlestown Square.

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Photo courtesy of Dave

My own kids won’t grow up making those annual pilgrimages to Newcastle. They’ll never understand the excitement of midnight mass at Toronto Church ahead of a 6am wakeup to see what Santa brought or the dire boredom of sitting in my father’s parents’ living room waiting until it was time to leave.

But perhaps they’ll get to grow up with memories of Redhead, Dudley, Merewether, and Nobby’s Beach. I’ll get to take them to Blackbutt Nature Reserve to feed kangaroos, drag them to a Newcastle Knights’ game, and then duck away for the weekend (assuming we can find a sitter) to wander around the Hunter Valley wine region.

It doesn’t sound half bad!

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Photo courtesy of texaus1

The Sunshine Coast

For three or four years of my teenage life, my family would make the annual spring pilgrimage from my sleepy hometown of Ben Lomond to the comparative glitz and glamour of Mooloolaba on the Sunshine Coast.

We would spend a week – two in 1999 – staying in the penthouse apartment of the Spinnaker, a little apartment complex in the shadows of towering apartment buildings and hotels that overawed a country bumpkin like me.  Our home was a three-bedroom apartment into which we would squeeze the six (later seven) of us. 

My sister and I would share a room, my tiny little portable CD player spinning the same Tina Arena or Corrs CD for days on end, while my younger brothers would share a queen bed in the next room.

We’d spend our mornings on Mooloolaba beach, always careful to be back in the shade before the sun brought its full intensity to bear at 11 or 12. If we were lucky, we’d grab ice cream cones on the way back to our apartment.

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Photo courtesy of Paul Balfe

Our days would alternate between the occasional lazy day at home and going out to visit whatever attraction my parents could fit into their budget. If we were lucky, it was the Big Pineapple or Underwater World.

If we were unlucky, it was an awful tourist trap like Nostalgia Town. I don’t think my siblings have ever truly forgiven me for campaigning so hard for that.

Our evenings were spent eating a home-cooked dinner and either watching TV or standing on the balcony watching a storm roll in over the ocean.

Perhaps I remember my time on the Sunshine Coast most fondly because these trips took place between the ages of 13 and 16. I was discovering new hobbies and passions, falling head over heels in love with girls at a glance, and frantically scribbling down ideas for video games, movies, and board games that I could never hope to actually bring to fruition. Without the constraints of adult reality burdening me, I felt as if I could do or be anything.

And maybe that’s what draws me back to Mooloolaba: that belief that if I could just recreate that holiday, I would be able to recapture that sense of youthful optimism.

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Photo courtesy of Dualiti Photos

Recreating the Mooloolaba Vacation

In 2013, I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to revisit the Sunshine Coast as an adult. With my being home for a few weeks to renew my Chinese work permit, Mum seized on the opportunity to wrangle the entire brood and get us on a holiday together.

While our quaint little apartment in the Spinnaker is long gone – demolished to make way for bigger and better things – we had a hard time finding Twin Waters resort accommodation that could fit us all. With our family expanding from six to eleven over the years with the addition of spouses and kids and vastly different budgets to take into account, it took all of my mother’s powers of research to find the right fit.

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My brothers and I entertaining my niece, Alchemy.

I wish I could say that returning to the Sunshine Coast allowed me to recapture that bright-eyed optimism that warred with my teenage angst during past vacations, but such things can never be recaptured.

I can say, however, that it was a fantastic chance to reconnect with my family. We went bowling and played laser tag, and had delicious family meals with all eleven us crammed around a table. There was ice cream and beach days, rainy days spent playing board games or watching daytime TV, and revisiting places we hadn’t seen since we were kids.

In the six years since our visit (how has it been so long already), we’ve managed to take two more family vacations, and I credit my Mum’s idea of having this trip with that. 


Time Travel of a Sort

Perhaps my desire to revisit childhood vacations comes from a desire to recapture the innocence and optimism of that time in my life, or to rekindle the bonds I had with my siblings and parents then. Lord knows, those relationships have evolved and changed over time. In some cases, we’ve grown closer in our adult years, but there are definitely siblings I feel I’ve drifted from as our lives have gone in different directions.

Regardless of the reason, our trip back to Mooloolaba in 2013 at least achieved the latter. I may not have gone back to wide-eyed optimism, but I did get to bond with my siblings and parents after being in China for a year.

Have you ever revisited one of your childhood vacation spots?

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A Fresh Start: Reevaluating My Purpose in Blogging

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A much younger, less well-traveled Aussie in the Road during his first year in South Korea.

Getting Starting in Travel Blogging

When I first started Aussie on the Road back in 2010, I did it for a strange reason: a girl.

The girl I was dating at the time had started a healthy living blog (which didn’t see out the year, incidentally) and, in the interests of sharing a hobby, I decided I would do the same.

Despite my more obvious interests lying with rugby league or geek hobbies like Dungeons & Dragons, I opted for travel. Why? I’m not sure. I had been to exactly three countries at the time I launched my blog: South Korea, China, and the United States.

I guess Australia too, but I was born there.

Regardless of my intentions, I set to the task of documenting my meager travels with a huge appetite. I became addicted to the thrill of sharing stories and having people relate to them. I loved having strangers contact me to ask questions as if I were some authority.

And, in a case of life imitating art, having a travel blog encouraged me to travel. It gave me a reason to drag my ass out of bed on a cold Busan morning and photograph a temple I’d normally have had no interest in. 

Having a blog not only helped me grow as a writer and as a traveler, but it quite literally changed my life.

I met the girl of my dreams because of our travel blogs. We’re getting married later this year.

I’d never have met her if I hadn’t started blogging. Meeting and falling in love with Richelle has been worth more than every press trip, paid opportunity, and free sample I’ve ‘earned’ over the years.

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Visiting country #4: New Zealand and being deliriously happy about it. December 2010.

A Growing Business

A combination of heartbreak and the fact I hate living in Australia, saw me go back out on the road in 2012.

By that time, I’d managed to make a little money from my hobby, but I was still very much reliant on my job teaching English in Nanjing. Oddly, my first posts about life in Nanjing were the closest to ‘fame’ I’ve come – with new teachers coming into Nanjing recognizing me from my blog and thanking me for selling them on Nanjing.

As I became disillusioned with education, I started to focus more on building my brand. I’d always enjoyed creating posts like my bucket list, so it seemed a natural direction for me to shift in. To this day, my Korea, China, and Japan bucket lists are my top three traffic draws.

But for all the traffic they draw, they don’t create a sense of community. People don’t stick around to chat or click through to other articles – mostly because I never got around to writing them.

Over time, travel blogging became a job. I wasn’t logging in to share an experience I was excited about – I was logging in to write a piece for a client or review something I had done as work. Coupled with my day job selling safaris (and writing content for them), it has become next to impossible for me to find the energy and inspiration to write posts that are true to me.

I can’t quit my day job, obviously, but I can quit the underpaying sponsored opportunities and instead focus on what I love.

How Far We’ve Fallen

I look back at some of the early posts on this site and I cringe.

The travel stories read like the idle journalling of the angsty twenty-something I very much was. It’s like I thought I could do justice to an entire week of explorations in a 3,000-word eruption of prose.

Amidst all of that naivete and amateurish stuff, however, there was the truth.

I was brutally honest about my battle with depression, my midnight run from South Korea, and my thoughts on never being able to truly come home. Fuck, I even published poetry.

It might not have been SEO-optimised or especially profitable, but it was very much me.

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Enjoying a local meal in Opal, Xinjiang, China in 2012.

A quick glance at my front page today will show you paid top ten listicles (#7 will surprise you!), puff pieces on destinations I was paid to visit, and sloppily handled product placement.

Somewhere along the way, the business of being a blogger not only pushed aside my love for sharing honest stories, it fucking killed it.

I honestly couldn’t tell you the last time I opened WordPress and wrote a piece wholly because I wanted to.

These days, I’m mostly logging in to check metrics for a press trip or find a way to ham-fistedly work in a link to a product that is only tangentially related to travel.

I look at the front page of Aussie on the Road today and I don’t see much ‘me’ on it at all.

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Exploring Sumatra with Richelle in February 2017.

Perspective

If you follow the blogosphere at all, you have probably heard about the tragic passing of Rachel of Hippie in Heels. 

I didn’t know Rachel personally. Our interactions had been limited to her asking me for some contacts in the US back in 2016, but I knew of Rachel and her blog.

I knew about her great work in promoting both Goa and India as travel destinations for solo female travelers.

I was well aware of her reputation as being honest, down to earth, and a genuinely fantastic person who engaged with her community.

Rachel, like Richelle and I, got engaged in 2018 and was due to be married later this year. Seeing a 29-year-old’s life come to a sudden end when she had so much ahead of her was not only heartbreaking, but it made both of us aware just how fragile life is.

It is also a reminder of why I fell in love with being a travel blogger. It wasn’t for the sweet paychecks (ha!) or the occasionally ‘free’ tip. I fell in love with blogging because it allowed me to be honest and to connect with people.

Maybe the business has changed too much for that to be achievable anymore but I’ll be damned if I want to see Aussie on the Road just become a billboard.

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You look ridiculous, Chris! Post surgery in 2004.

Changes

What does all of this mean for Aussie on the Road?

It means that going forward, I’ll be writing more honest, narrative posts and less shitty listicles.

I want to focus just as much on the “Aussie” as I do on the “on the road”, because somewhere along the way, this has just become another generic travel site without its heart and soul.

It isn’t going to happen overnight. I’m going to be doing an extensive content audit to figure out what stays and what goes. I’ll be rewriting, retooling, or removing posts that don’t reflect me.

I’ll be doing more storytelling and less hand-holding. There’ll be more personal stories and less impersonal top tens.

Put simply, I want to get back to the joy of sharing stories and inspiring people, and I don’t care if that means making less money.

10 Best Travel Apps for 2019

10 Must-Have Travel Apps for 2019

I’ve written in the past about my obsession with travel gadgets, about my favorite iPad apps for travel bloggers, and even about Australian travel apps, but it dawned on me recently that I hadn’t written about the must-have travel apps I never leave home without.

As both a blogger and a long-term resident of the interwebs, my phone is never far from me when I’m on the road. I like to stay connected with a mobile plan at all times, as relying on WiFi is no way to live.

While these are my ten favorite travel apps, I would love to hear your suggestions in the comments below!

10. Gate Guru (iOS/Android)

Airports are a necessary evil for both long-term and short-term travel and not all airports are created equal.

For every Changi or Incheon, there are a dozen Guangzhou, Addis Ababa, or Manila Airports to endure.

Whether you’re stressed about finding your connecting flight, need to find a lounge in which to while away a few hours, or are just in dire need of a good meal or a shower – GateGuru is a fantastic resource.

My particular favorite feature is the amenity list, which highlights the various restaurants and shops you’ll find within the airport.

While not every airport is covered in loving details (my hometown of Armidale gets no love), it’s an invaluable tool when you’re looking at a long layover.

Bonus: Lounge Buddy (iOS/Android)

If you are looking at a long layover, Lounge Buddy is a must have.

Not only does it allow you to scout out the lounges at your airport ahead of time, it even lets you make advance bookings so that you can just slump into an armchair, eat the finger food, and mooch WiFi on your next lengthy layover.

9. Booking.com/Skyscanner/AirBnB

I could rattle off a whole list of useful booking apps, but that would make for a bit of a boring list.

Suffice to say, there are a lot of flight and accommodation search apps out there that are vying for their slice of the pie.

For me, I never leave home without the treble of Skyscanner, Booking.com, and Airbnb. With these three apps installed, I’m pretty much able to book anything I need on the fly.

There are plenty of other options out there and you’ll sometimes need to look at regional options like C-Trip for China, but these are the best of the lot.

8. Swarm (iOS/Android)

The bastard stepson of Foursquare, Swarm is essentially just a check-in app that allows you to earn points for check-ins, gain mayorships, and get silly badges.

Why do I use it?

It’s a fantastic way to keep a running record of the places you went to on your trip!

I’ve been Swarming since 2010 and it’s super handy when I’m wanting to write about a trip from a year or two ago or make a hotel recommendation to a friend.

Partnered as it is with Foursquare, it can also be a great way to get tips on local restaurants, attractions, and hotels.

Already on Swarm?

Shoot me a friend request! You can do this by following Aussie on the Road on Twitter.

7.  Enlight (iOS)

If you’re like me, you love to snap photos while you’re traveling and share them with your friends and family back home.

I could state the obvious and recommend that you download Instagram, but I feel like everyone on earth is already well-aware of it.

Instead, I’m going to recommend my favorite photo editing app: Enlight. It’s what I use to turn my snaps into something Insta-worthy and the best of more than a dozen photo editing apps I’ve tried in the past 5-6 years.

Unfortunately for Android users, this gem isn’t available on the Google store. You can find apps similar to Enlight with a little digging.

6. 1 Second Everyday (iOS/Android)

This is a new one that has become a real favorite.

Any schmuck can snap photos and take a video while they’re on the road, but this 1 Second Everyday does the heavy lifting of stitching your photos and videos together into a really charming highlight reel from your trip.

Why bore your poor family with a slideshow from your trip when you can wow them with the entire vacation in a matter of seconds?

5. XE Currency Converter (iOS/Android)

When you’re on the road for a long time, it can be difficult to juggle all of the competing currencies in your head.

In the last twelve months, Adventures Around Asia and I have had to juggle Chinese yuan, Japanese yen, Australian dollars, US dollars, Kenyan shillings, Vietnamese dong, Thai baht, and Tanzanian shillings. It’s maddening!

Thankfully, the XE.com Currency Converter is a lightweight and free app that allows you to do all of your currency conversion on the fly. No more wondering if you’re getting ripped off or not!

4. Maps.me (iOS/Android)

Google Maps and Apple Maps may be king, but I’ll always be a big fan of maps.me.

Why? Because you don’t need 3G or WiFi to use it!

Simply jump on WiFi in your hostel or hotel room, download the map for your city, region, or country, and you’re off to the races!

This is a godsend when you’re on a short trip and don’t want to rely on paper maps or buying a local SIM card. It’s all I used during my trip to Taiwan in 2016 and I never once got lost.

Of course, if you have access to a huge data only plan, you can use the more feature-rich Google Maps without any drama.

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3. Uber (iOS/Android)

Ride-sharing apps such as Uber have become invaluable when you’re on the road and don’t necessarily want to handle local public transport.

While Uber works in most countries, some countries have localized versions such as Grab (in SE Asia) or Didi (in China), so be sure to do your research to see what app works best where you are headed.

Like Uber and its Uber Eats partner, many of these apps also double as food delivery services. You can book a ride and then order yourself a meal, all in your own language and from your phone.

2. Google Translate (iOS/Android)

Unless you’re a polyglot or somebody who just loves to study languages, chances are you’ve refined your frantic mime game over the years.

While I’ve managed to pick up paltry smatterings of Mandarin, Korean, and Swahili in my travels, I’ll never be able to hold up my end of the conversation with a local.

Google Translate is a great resource for those situations where interpretive dance just isn’t getting your point across.

The relatively recent additions of offline translation and being able to use your camera to translate text are fantastic resources, and I never leave home without Google Translate.

1. WhatsApp (iOS/Android)/Skype (iOS/Android)

Communication, when you’re on the road, is key to avoiding travel depression.

Whether it’s video-chatting with my adorable nephew, calling my Mum to see how things are at home, or placing a quick call to my bank to chase up a missing payment, staying connected in a digital age has never been easier.

In addition to the obvious Facebook Messenger, I’ve also got WhatsApp, WeChat, and Skype in case I need to reach out and touch someone.

Figuratively, of course.

Your Say

What are your favorite travel apps? Is there an app you never leave home without?

Or do you eschew the digital world when you’re on the road?