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We're not in Kentucky anymore: Travelling Abroad


Celia Cusick ('20) abroad

In my last blog, I proclaimed that this year would be inspired by the women in my life and as such would be more genuine, fearless, and unapologetic. I had no idea at the time that this would mean crossing two oceans. However, as luck would have it I visited Bali, Indonesia and Kuala Lumpar, Malaysia over this past summer. My good friend is finishing his english teaching Fulbright there currently. So with a little apprehension, one wrong plane ticket, and lots of bug spray; I went on my way with my goal of the year in mind.


             Aside from the friendly face that was waiting to pick me up from the airport, I was surrounded by a world of differences. It became clear that Kentucky and the comforts it gave me were far away. When you take away the comfort and conveniences of your home, it is easy to learn lessons about exactly what you can and cannot handle.  While on the trip, I slowly began to get out of my comfort zone. Luckily, I had a friend who was always willing to give me that push when I needed it and forced me to soak up all the trip had to offer. The result: I learned I am much more capable than what I thought. Slowly, I began to trust my abilities and instincts and consequently I enjoyed myself much more. Who knew I could learn to surf or to navigate myself through a foreign city with no internet access and no language skills. Embracing opportunities that at first seemed impassable changed my experience drastically. Trusting your gut and your abilities makes traveling more genuine (and more fun). In one instance, I  remember a helmet being strapped on my head and then jumping on a motor bike to ride to a temple on a cliff none of which I would have originally signed up for, but thankfully I did. It was exhilarating and so freeing. In this instance I had to trust that my friend all but forcing me to get on the bike was doing so with my best interest at heart and that I could handle any situation that could potentially come up. Bali was always buzzing with life and excitement; it taught me that when life gives you the opportunity to grow: jump at the chance and trust yourself to make the landing. Life is too short to sit on the sidelines the whole time.


            My travels in Malaysia encouraged me to spend some truly alone time. When in Malaysia, I was doing most of my traveling by myself. I set my own schedule for the day, navigated the city by myself, and had the freedom to do as I please. I had never seen anything like Kuala Lumpar its a massive, diverse city. I was there during Ramadan, so during the days many shops and restaurants were closed for observance of the religious holiday, but after sunset the city completely transformed. There were massive street festivals and markets where you could find any food your heart desired. For me this meant, I was knee deep in Schwarma and lots of .99 MRY ice cream cones.  While alone, I was aware of my surroundings as any traveller should be, but I never felt threatened or unwanted. In fact, it was often the opposite being met with warm welcomes and questions about why I was so far from home. I have felt traveling- at least this far- people are willing to open their homes and their hearts as long as you are willing to engage with and respect their culture. Malaysia was a place I could have never anticipated enjoying so much, there was never a shortage of things to do, see, and experience. While there I had a few missteps like the time I was convinced I knew how to walk back to the center of the city only to find myself winding up on an impromptu bus tour of the city via the free public transportation in Kuala Lumpar. These misadventures taught me a valuable lesson: you can do it alone. Traveling alone reminded me to take a deep breath, look around, and soak it in. With no one else to keep you company its easy to find yourself completely immersed in a different world. It forces you to reflect on what is happening around you which is a lesson that often gets swept away in the fast pace of our daily lives. I was reminded of the value of being alone and the importance of reflection during my time in Malaysia.



            In hindsight, it is easy to tell that this trip and the lessons I learned from it helped me accomplish exactly what my original goal had in mind. My travels and my reflection upon them encourages me to continue to finish the year as it started; boldly and unapologetically.


Celia Cusick, of Elizabethtown, Ky., is a member of the McConnell Scholar Class of 2020. She studies political science and psychology at the University of Louisville.