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Imprints of Batad

I felt rather than saw Rimas stopping behind me. I sensed him smile, following my stare up those several flight of stairs spaced one and a half feet apart each other. “It’s as if you’re the guide,” he complimented. It was one of his statements prodding me on, approving and comparing me to previous visitors … Continue reading →

A Journey With My Aunt

It was 20 years ago, or so. I sat on the lone chair beside her bed, wanting to hold her gnarly hands. Instead, I busied myself by patting her head and tucking errant hairs away from her face. “How are you?” She feigned a smile. Too late. We both knew I should not have asked … Continue reading →

In Awe of My Country

I’ve been hearing raves about Coron. The place actually alluded to this albeit overused phrase, heaven on earth. But living in a city and accustomed to its bustling and chaotic urbanism, this conception of heaven was far removed from my imaginative mind. Probably I was not fully convinced that such perfection exists within reach. Or … Continue reading →

B.A.C.K.P.A.C.K. Travel Guide

I am not an expert on travel. But let me attempt to consolidate tips based on my wandering days domestically and abroad. And since my passion is geared towards backpacking, the tips are discussed by representing each letter of the word backpack. As an essential gear, I hope backpack will keep on reminding travelers of … Continue reading →

The Rail Less Traveled By

Poet Robert Frost immortalized “The Road Not Taken.” I would like to borrow one line of the poem and pictures out the essence of my experience as a solo backpacker to Kanchanaburi, Thailand along this line. Specifically, I will focus on the feelings and impressions I derived from riding the train that passed through the … Continue reading →