Three years back, I embarked on my first overseas trip with Kelvin Chua (my really good friend) to Kuala Lumpur. There's actually a story behind the trip and it was pretty stupid.

I was surfing the net at home one morning because I skipped school that day and I stumbled across Seat61, a site that talks about train tavel from Singapore to Malaysia and beyond. I was so fascinated by the train travel, I told myself I had to go for it. I sent a message to two of my friends and they agreed immediately.

Looking at the train route, I felt that Kuala Lumpur was the best destination to be and I started the elaborate planning for the trip.

However, one backed out at the last minute and all I had left was this admirable Kelvin Chua friend. So in June 2008, we went exploring. And let me tell you this, we've never looked back.

The now-defunct KTM Train Station in Tanjong Pagar. It was pretty interesting for us 18 year old teenagers to enter Malaysia while I'm still in Singapore. For all the oblivious people, the train station in Tanjong Pagar actually belongs to Malaysia and when we travel to Malaysia via the train, we won't need to have our passports stamped since we're "travelling from Malaysia to another part of Malaysia". All the funny politics nonsense.

At first, the train journey was pretty cool as we passed mountains, villages, plantations and all the stuffs you won't get to see outside the window when you're sitting in our MRT. But I think the journey got a little too long and we got pretty restless. I think it took more than 7 hours for us to arrive in Kuala Lumpur.

All I had with me was an address of our hostel and vague written directions on how to get there and a brain. Within 15 minutes of leaving the train station, two boys walking aimlessly around with their backpacks realised they were lost because the two items that I had didn't helped.

We finally arrived at the hostel with the help from the locals. Over the next two days, we scrutinised every food stall for the best food, scaled up Batu Caves and strolled through a few sights in Kuala Lumpur.

I kind of miss the days back then where I had all the time in the world to do anything I want. I miss the days where I could so confidently tell myself that I would travel the world one day.