I booked a one-way ticket to Bali after a layoff in fintech. I stayed in Asia for over a year — here's where my money stretched the furthest.

This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Tiffany Tang, the 30-year-old founder of DrinkFolks.

It has been edited for length and clarity.

I’m the founder and CEO of DrinkFolks, which brings jamu, a 1,300-year-old Indonesian herbal remedy, to the US as a prebiotic root tonic.

For the first two years of my career, I was an assistant director at a gallery owned by the first female fine arts dealer in America.

From 2017 to 2021, I worked at Christie’s International Real Estate in marketing and communications roles.

For the next year, I was a senior communications manager at CSM Sport & Entertainment before taking on a similar role at a fintech company that helped millions of Americans sustainably build their credit scores through rewards.

We were doing big things, and I really learned what it was like to be at a mission-driven company.

The most interesting thing about my layoff was how incredibly calm I felt upon hearing the news.

Our CMO told me first, and she was a friend, my college professor, and an executive I admire and respect.

When she told me, I said I didn’t blame her, and this was a time for a reset.

Turns out, the layoff was the best thing that could’ve ever happened to me.

For a long time, my self-worth was my net worth — my title, my salary, my career trajectory.

When the layoff hit, I lost my sense of self.

Reflecting afterward, all I could think was: who am I without the high-paying job?

A few weeks earlier, I had watched the movie “Eat, Pray, Love.” When the layoff came, something in me said that this was my moment.

I opened Kayak, found a one-way ticket to Bali for around $1,000, and booked it.

I originally planned to travel in Southeast Asia for a month but ended up staying from June 2023 through August 2024.

My awakening happened on day three.

One of the first things I did in Bali was a Panchakarma, a full-body Ayurvedic detox at a retreat in Ubud.

There was an optional silent day; one of the first times in my life I rooted and looked inward.

Sitting with my journal, I knew I had to stay.

I was still negotiating my severance, so I did the math: my savings, my investments, what each month would cost.

When my severance came through a few weeks later, it jump-started the journey.

Everyone I met understood me on an indescribable level.

It was the only time in my life I was speaking Cantonese to people outside my family, reconnecting with my heritage.

By the time I came home for the holidays, I had decided: I was moving to Asia.

The spark for the company was the women I met.

Across Indonesia and Southeast Asia, I sat with women quietly building something of their own.

I wanted to help these women build generational wealth for their families.

I built DrinkFolks as a way to sustainably invest in them — 3% of every sale goes to women-led farms and nonprofits across Southeast Asia through our FolksFund — while supporting health stateside by bringing ancient wisdom into people’s homes.

I started the company in January 2024, took every jamu class I could find in Bali, visited the source of jamu in Yogyakarta, and reformulated recipes in my Hong Kong kitchen.

By October 2024, I was back in the US, working with California food scientists to scale up my home-tested recipe.

We launched in NYC in October 2025.

Today, we’re in 70+ stores across the US.

My salary before the layoff was $160,000 a year, plus equity.

When I set off, I had roughly $14,000 between savings and severance — my spreadsheet calculated 4.6 months of runway — and I felt comfortable investing that in myself.

I tracked my actual spending obsessively for the first four and a half months and came in at roughly $7,700 total.

All-in, I averaged about $1,300 to $2,300 a month, including flights, lodging, food, everything.

My money stretched furthest in Cambodia and least in Hong Kong, which was financially similar to New York City.

For comparison: my overhead, including my mortgage, maintenance, electricity, and WiFi in New York today is about $2,500 a month.

Healthcare was the biggest surprise, in the best way.

I got into a motorcycle accident on the Pakse Loop in Laos, and seven stitches cost me around seven dollars, including painkillers and a week of antibiotics.

It’s the most adventurous, outdoorsy country I visited, and I didn’t want to explore alone, so I stayed in hostels for as little as $6 a night — partly a budget move, mostly a way to meet people.

It’s also where I met my first fellow Americans of the entire trip.

Hong Kong was the opposite — groceries and eating out gave me real sticker shock.

I softened it with a genuine energy exchange: I moved in with a college friend and threw dinner parties several times a week, cooking meals for them in exchange for a place to stay.

It was worth every dollar — I met some of my truest friends and future business partners there.

It gave me the confidence to build DrinkFolks, a better sense of my heritage, and a version of myself I’m proud of.

I’ve learned to never say never, but right now, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.

My advice is to use your layoff as your launchpad.

Things happen for you, not in spite of you.

If you have even the slightest chance to live in that moment for yourself — for me, that was travel — take it as a gift and a blessing, not a crisis to survive.

Treat budgeting as freedom, not constraint.

My money stretched so much further than I imagined.

Clear parameters gave me the space to figure out who I am outside my job.

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