Bataan Pawikan Festival: Sending Sea Turtles Home with Love

March 31, 2017

Guiding newly-hatched Olive Ridley turtles to sea since 2001, the annual Pawikan Festival held at the Pawikan Conservation Center in Barangay Nagbalayong, Morong, Bataan has become an important representation of environmental awareness pertaining to marine life. Most especially to these lovable creatures teeming with delightful qualities, but is now considered as an endangered species. Experiencing this unique festival centering on environment conservation, particularly the marine life, has made me more aware about the dangers that many creatures of the sea face each day.

A baby turtle crawls to the sea
Crawl to your home, little one

A Chao Phraya River cruise to remember for two Mario Maurer fans

March 29, 2017

Most travelers see Thailand as a nation teeming with culture and historical relics that extend to its numerous ancient cities—where iconic temples and reclining Buddha statues abound. To some, a shopping haven; to the younger generation, a multitude of islands ripe for an abundance of revelry—especially come full moon nights and during the renowned cultural festivals of Songkran and Loy Krathong.

Hiking Mount Ulap at the Most Opportune Time

March 21, 2017

It was almost a year ago when I found a comrade-in-arms in the art of moving on. A knack – because it takes a while figuring how to pull it off, and requires keen imagination to create a way for one’s self to wiggle out. A heartache that punctures deeply and hurting necessitates a massive redo of one’s routines. A friend of mine; Cha found a progression to distance herself from that madness; by indulging in the sport of mountain climbing. Mountaineering - my first love back in college, which I had abandoned except during sporadic hiking trips that happens far in between.

Charisse Vilchez
Always good to be in the company of these Pine trees

Surfing in a Small Hideaway Town | Lanuza, Surigao del Sur

March 07, 2017

Already positioned on top of my long board, I looked behind me and saw a cluster of incoming swell. With my heart racing, I paddled my hands to gear up for my impending stoke. The waves pushed me forward and as I raised my body against my two arms to stand on my board, I heard something pop on my lower right chest. I lost balance and the swirling of the swell resembling the insides of a washing machine swallowed me yet again.

Debbie Gumanoy surfing in Lanuza
Pick your Waves at Lanuza