About a few weeks back I moved. Again! Less than 14 months ago, I had just moved from Seattle to Tokyo. That was one crazy but exciting move. I documented some of my experiences here. Japan was a wonderful country. It has beauty and culture, a fantastic public transit, some of the most hospitable people in the world. I loved the food there. In fact, I believe Tokyo is a foodie’s paradise. But life happens and you make decision. The story on why I decided to move (and leave Indeed) is for another blog. This blog is about Singapore and what to expect here.
Interestingly I didn’t find a lot of great resources about moving to Singapore. So here’s my perspective on moving to Singapore from another country. Continue reading
This exact line has been the response of me telling people I am leaving Amazon and moving to Tokyo. It has been a very interesting question because no one asked me why Seattle when I left Bangalore. In fact I have been pondering over this quite a bit and I don’t think I have a great answer.
I wonder if part of the question is implicitly asking: Why leave US? And why leave Amazon? If I have to answer the question of why Tokyo, I probably need to answer these questions.
I started my work career by doing an Intern at IBM. I definitely learned a lot on that role but that wasn’t really my first job. It was always going to be a short role with a fixed end date, so it always felt incomplete, like I didn’t belong. The first company where I joined for a full time role was Cisco but again that wasn’t really a job. I didn’t do a lot there, neither in terms of work nor in terms of achievement. For me looking back at Cisco brings fond memories of hanging out in a cafeteria, making some good friends and (of course) getting paid. I never talk of Cisco as my first job since I didn’t really work there. I left Cisco after 6-7 months so I didn’t really feel any emotion leaving or had strong bonds with my team etc.
To read from the starting : Part1, Part2, Part3, Part4, Part5, Part6, Part7, Part8, Part9
The last week of this vacation was upon me. As difficult had I found it to come, it was now equally difficult to think about leaving. I was at the border town of Aranyaprathet in Thailand and planning to get to Cambodia today. I had long been waiting to see Angkor Wat. With that intention in mind, I started early hoping to reach early. I checked-out and found no one at reception. So I just left the key at the door and got a tuk-tuk for 50 THB to the border.