Gulag-like Coldness of Mount Pulag

June 25, 2012
I woke up in the middle of the night shivering from the cold. I can see my feet covered with my gray socks, but I could not feel it, but its shaking like a live turd out of water. I ask myself what I am doing here, as thoughts of sleeping soundly on my warm bed at home buzzed my head. As the temperature hovers around from 10 to 6 degrees Celsius, every minute becomes colder. It was a moment which I questioned my desire to be there, which expectedly lasted for only a minute. 


El Nido, Palawan: Tour B-Hop a Dope

June 19, 2012
It's already our third day in El Nido and it seems I am getting a good grasp of the place. I'm getting used to the vibe of the town. Who wouldn't be? you walk a little bit further and you'll end up in rows of bars and restaurants fronting the sea. The place itself seems like a stone encapsulated by the towering edges of limestone peaks. It is crawling with tourists who seem to always be in a friendly demeanor, that striking up a conversation is expected for everyone. The locals picks up the hospitality to another level by greeting everyone with a smile, while tour proprietors offers island hopping packages to everyone who walks around town, ready to hit the beach, but never in an imposing manner.  


2012 Globe Tatt Awards Finalist for "The Visualizer"

June 17, 2012
About a month ago, a former workmate of mine Tess Roldan asked permission if she could nominate me for the upcoming Globe Tatt Awards. Of course I said 'yes' she can, not expecting that it would produce a stunning result like it did when I opened my email a week ago. The email I got informed me that this travel blog has been shortlisted as among the five finalists for the "Visualizer Category

A Slow Motion Incursion to Basey, Samar

June 15, 2012

I woke up with runny nose and a slight chill brought upon by a night lacking in oxygen, reduced to inhaling the cold fake vapor of the air conditioner inside the small room I rented. I thought about sleeping till early afternoon, I felt weakened by a virus I caught somewhere. The urge to cross San Juanico Bridge into the province of Samar seems like a decision that has already been decided. For good or for ill, I must make the crossing, as I have planned it many times, walking back along the whole 2 kilometer stretch of the bridge from Samar and back again to Leyte.


El Nido, Palawan: 25th - 48th Hour

June 13, 2012
If our first day in Palawan was spent on overdrive en route to El Nido from Puerto Princesa, that has us sapped and left with only enough energy to meet new people that night, while a cover band plays live Pink Floyd and Sublime songs at "Sea Slugs". The second day, energized by a six hour sleep, was spent in a more affable manner while sharing a boat with the same people we met the previous night. This time a couple of French and German students from Hong Kong and a Chinese couple joined our group making us a party of ten about to have a slice of paradise in the "Tour A" island hopping package which costs us only 700 pesos each. (fixed rate)


El Nido, Palawan: Paradise Momentarily Disturbed

June 07, 2012
On our second day in El Nido, Palawan something happened that has me thinking whether I should write it here or not. I realized that I need to take the bad ones along the good ones, knowing the ripe fruits far outweighs the rotten ones. This is one of those moments one hopes will never happen again, a short burst of terror that disrupted paradise. Momentarily.

Me and my friend Pam has just finished our "Tour A" island hopping along with the new friends we met the night before. On our way back to El Nido Plaza Inn, I stopped by a store to buy a pair of slippers. It was then that we heard a loud thud. We shrugged it thinking it was a sound of thunder coming from the direction of the towering limestone cliff covering this scenic town. Unknown to us that time, it was in fact an explosion that happened in front of Entaula Resort, which is located just across the place we're staying for the duration of our trip.