Joschua Mueller

Headed to Malaysia Great. After a semester of violent protests and online learning, it looked like this virus was going to try and mess with my uni life once again. At this point, it was clear that classes would be held online once more and many of my classmates decided not to return from overseas. Naturally, the prospect of living on a deserted campus for a whole semester wasn't the most appealing notion, causing us to re-evaluate our options (my  protest-induced empty campus experience  a few months prior left a rather sour aftertaste). Some of my friends didn't faff around much and quickly decided this would be the perfect opportunity to travel around Asia, starting with Singapore. After much back and forth, my boyfriend and I decided we would join the team for two weeks in Kuala Lumpur. It would be an affordable mini-vacation and allow us to take our minds off the pandemic for a bit. As bizarre as it was, we found ourselves fleeing to a warm South East Asian country two se...

As the spring term was about to begin at my university, I boarded a plane to take me from Beijing to Hong Kong. The past week in China has been surreal: school closures, temperature checks, masks and hazmat suits... Dozens of new coronavirus cases were being recorded every day. I barely made it into the country before all airlines ceased China-bound operations. Since arriving, China has continually been the centre of Western media attention, reporting about how dangerous and infectious of a place China has transformed into  (that didn't age well, did it?) . It was definitely time to get out of there! Lufthansa Jumbo stranded at PEK Staring out of the plane window, I watched as Beijing's soil safely receded; I had a good feeling about this. Hong Kong was in much better shape, and beginning the new semester with friends, albeit online, would make time pass well until I would return to Beijing in the summer. Upon arrival, I strolled through immigration, made my way back to campus ...