I’d Travel to Mexico Alone Again in My Next Life 🇲🇽

Solo travel is either a one-time thing or a lifelong obsession—there’s no in-between. 🧳 📍 Cancun, Mexico After my first heartbreak at 17, I lost 6kg in two months. It was my mom who bought me a one-way ticket to Thailand and told me to travel alone. Without anyone to rely on, I suddenly realized, “I can actually live well on my own!” At that moment, I stopped crying into the hotel toilet in Thailand—somehow, that toilet didn’t feel like a “safe space” anymore. 🚽 From Thailand to South Korea, then the US, Mexico, Puerto Rico, and Hawaii… my solo travel journey just kept growing! ✈️ 📍 There’s an island near Cancun, Mexico called Isla Mujeres (“Women’s Island”). It’s only a 30-45 minute ferry ride from the Mexican mainland—small, but self-sufficient, like a little city cut off from the rest of the world. Mornings were for wandering the town, eating local snacks and browsing shops; afternoons for exploring quirky little huts and chatting with locals; evenings for heading back to the hostel, dancing with strangers, lying on the ground to watch the sunset, and even swimming at midnight. 🌅 Here, there are no rigid worldly rules—you can be exactly who you want to be. [This island holds all the ease and relaxation the world has to offer.] #BostonStudyAbroad #MalaysianTraveler #MexicoTravel #CancunMexicoTravel #SoloTravelDiaries