traveling solo, devirginized!

When people ask us why we travel together, our answer is plain and simple. We travel together because we complement each other in a lot of ways. We tell stories in our own styles, we crave different adventures stretching wide across the id-anal continuum; one has...

playing Moses

Filled with loathsome La Paz Batchoy soup, we decided to move along to get to our next destination, the Beach. Finally...

beauty and madness

April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots and spring rain. ~t.s. eliot, the waste land It was late afternoon in 1991, when I noticed that the window in my room is covered with what seemed to be like...

alone again, naturally…

Ah the single life! I leave whenever I want, go home anytime I want and most importantly, travel anywhere I want. I value my alone time so much that when Ron and I and some friends from the office went to Ilocos, I stayed one...

boracay: a photo essay

steady rest your heart along the banks of my chest be still, be silent, be weak infinity when my demented heart finds yours, we shall know immortality. portents it is your silence that scares me most ...

Crustasia Signal No. 2

The wind howls its hardest and somewhere in Causeway Bay, Hong Kong, fishermen and their families gather together to seek refuge in the womb of the typhoon shelter. Here, the famous Typhoon Shelter Crab was born, a cuisine raved about by many including "No Reservations"...

of chori and milkshakes

It isn't my hobby to eat, especially when I'm at the beach. The act essentially ruins the my outfit. Not that I care a lot about bikinis and the likes, I don't know how to swim. I just get uncomfortable. Besides, there should be more...