Showing posts with label visayas. Show all posts
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Tuesday, May 6, 2014

2Go Travel: Batangas-Boracay (Via Caticlan) Route

Late afternoon on a Sunday, mid-March, Batangas Port Terminal 2 looked glum and abandoned from the outside. Our van circled the lonely two-story structure until we got to its main entrance. Summer was just about to start in the Philippines, and the crew of GMA News TV's Pop Talk were off to an early sun worship. That, and a shoot in Boracay for their third anniversary special episode.

I was to be a guest on the show. And truth be told, that's the only reason why I was going back to the island. I'm not a big fan of what the place has become, so I certainly wasn't thrilled to learn (The night before the trip!) that we'll be traveling for nine hours by vessel to get there.

"The journey is the destination." These words rung in my ears. I had been cooped in a cozy shell too long, I turned into a whiner. I opted to suck it up. To, you know, practice what I preach.

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A behemoth. With a cute color scheme.

We hopped off the vehicle as soon as the other van arrived, and followed the lead of 2Go Marketing and Events Manager Ervin Andaya. Our group was there two hours before boarding time so we didn't battle our way in. The cameramen took their time placing their precious equipment on the conveyor belt for the x-ray machine while the rest of us proceeded to the check-in counter.

One by one, our photos were taken with a webcam for documentation. Tickets were distributed and we all dispersed.

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 Pop Talk cameraman Kuya Obet, checking in and having his photo taken for documentation.

Batangas Port Terminal 2 ain't flashy, but well kept. It's air-conditioned, and could get darn cold when uncrowded. There's a 7-11, a cafeteria, even a massage stall. Smokers may go out for a drag, just ask the guard where. The place did a pretty job in entertaining us those two hours. And because I was in good company, I hardly noticed the time.

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 The reception.

We were allowed to board half an hour earlier so that the crew can do a quick shoot. Before setting foot on the vessel, luggage are further inspected by a sniffer dog. May take only a few seconds per person but could cause a build up on human traffic.

Up the steps, on the first landing, is the reception/lobby and a snack bar. The cabin and state rooms, in which we were assigned, are on this level as well. I checked in a cabin good for four, and shared it with Ervin who quickly became my bestie in the group.

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Cabin good for four, shared by only two.

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State room. Upgraded to this on the ride back. Each cabin/state room has a flat screen telly and an en suite bathroom with hot and cold shower.

Keen on hitting the sack early, we headed to Horizon for dinner before the rest of the passengers started pouring in. The restaurant's on the next level above the lobby, same floor as the Super Value Class hall. Horizon's meals are far from fancy, but still a good feed. Reasonably priced too. The group ordered every kind of dish available. We finished our feast well before the 9:00 PM departure time.

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Pop Talk's host, Kuya Tonipet, chooses a meal at 2Go's resto Horizon.

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The lounge.

Once all the passengers were settled in, a safety demo was conducted by the crew (was also shown on telly screens at the lobby and in Horizon). During which time, we heard the engine rumble to life. We finally began our journey to the island of Boracay.

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Pre-departure safety demo.

My roommate and I decided to take a peek at the bar before calling it a night. We found the whole Pop Talk crew there and they sure weren't ready to retire. A tower of weng weng was sitting on their table and yes, we joined in the fun. We watched the cover band, requested for songs — even danced to a couple of 'em.

I sang the last song (I drunkenly volunteered to do Shakira). Everyone was on their feet at that point. Dancing, or leaving the bar cause of my singing, I wasn't sure. I didn't care. 

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The bar at daytime.

The band bade goodnight. We bade each other goodnight too. But instead of going back to our respective rooms, celebrity Mico Aytona and I stayed behind to chug all unfinished drinks and babble about random stuff. He and I were up until four-ish in the morning and the vessel was to arrive at Caticlan Jetty Port in less than two hours.

Nine-hour journey. Just like that.

"The journey is the destination."  

2Go Travel knows so.

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Definitely doing this again.

For more information and for bookings, visit:
http://travel.2go.com.ph

Schedule of trips here: http://travel.2go.com.ph/Schedules/schedules.asp

Batangas-Boracay tickets prices (as of writing):

Super Value Class - 1,163.99 pesos inclusive of taxes and fees (about $26)
Tourist Class - 1,264 pesos inclusive of taxes and fees (about $28.50)
Cabin for 6 - 1,465.40 pesos inclusive of taxes and fees (about $33)

eTicket Itinerary Receipt

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Traveling With Children

Children two (2) years old and below and children one (1) meter and below in height are considered infants. A fixed rate of Php205.00 plus 12% VAT will be charged per infant regardless of destination or accommodation. All surcharges are waived.

A separate ticket will be issued for the infant, however, he/she will be sharing his/her parent or guardian's bunk or room.

No more than two (2) infants will be allowed per adult passenger. The succeeding infants will be charged full promo fare or 75% off on base rates plus all the surcharges.

Infants will not be boarded unless accompanied by an adult (parent or guardian).

IMPORTANT: Read the Terms And Conditions before entering credit card/ATM card details.

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Thursday, April 17, 2014

Pop Talk Third Anniversary Special: Look Pa, I'm On Telly Again!

So I crawled out of my blogger cave. And it wasn't an easy path.

You could easily make me abseil or cross a one-rope bridge, but I can be a major wuss in front of the cam.

We were in Puerto Galera for the Malasimbo Music And Arts Festival when I received an invite via SMS from one of Pop Talk's production staff to be a 'reviewer' for their third anniversary episode. My immediate reply, a fat no, was held up by my sister.

"You should say yes.", she delivered it as if it's some advice that can save the world. 

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Took a while (and tons of courage), but I eventually agreed to a five-day Boracay trip for the shoot. Because I will prolly never go back to Boracay at my own initiation. And because my father, who was confined in the hospital that time told me, "I wanna see you on TV again.".

Or he just didn't want to see me weeping by his side.

My father visited the island a number of times in the 80s. It was his old photos of Boracay back when it was paradisical that inspired me to make adventures of my own when I was a youngling. So in a way, the trip was a homage.

Here are a few snippets of the episode available online.

"Basta nagets ko sailing, boarding, physics... Things I'm not good at!", and I laughed at my own confession.

When asked if I'll do the ocean walk again, I replied, "Not tomorrow!".

Had a discreet battle against co-reviewer Philipp over who gets the bigger portion of the homemade corn soup.

 "Gusto kita.", co-reviewer Philipp talking to his panang curry(?).

Pop Talk introduced me to a bunch of cool people, took me to parts of Boracay I haven't set foot on, and helped me face my fear of deep water. And oh, my guesting made ze pop truly proud.

The show's on every Saturday, 8:00 PM, GMA News TV. Hosted by Tonipet Gaba.

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Monday, April 7, 2014

2014 Thus Far: The First Quarter

We had the temerity to change.

Finally.

Towards the end of 2013, we moved in our little shack (okay, it's not really little and not really a shack, but it's cute to call it such) in the Philippines. It's been gobbling half of our income for a year and five months now, and has pushed me to the breaking point. Three months on since we spent our first night in it, am still not coping well with this settling down situation although the hubby and I took preparatory measures.

More on that drama some other day.

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Green Island, Great Barrier Reef, Australia.
 
For now, let me blabber about all the jaunts and shindigs that kept me sane during the first quarter of 2014. And a heartbreak that shattered me into pieces. Here's the year thus far...

First day of the year, woke up to a sparsely furnished room. A room that hubby and I can finally call ours. The night before, we were able to celebrate New Year's Eve with my parents after missing the previous two in the Philippines.

Attended Jacob Maentz's The Forgotten Ten Photography Exhibition in Yuchengco Museum. The exhibit showcased a year and a half of Jacob’s documentary work from various indigenous communities around the Philippines.

Impromptu Baguio trip with Melo of www.outoftownblog.com and Julius of www.lakwastserongtsnelas.blogspot.com. Finally entered the Laperal White House, chanced upon the Ifugao Bamboo Carving Art Exhibit there, and luckily met Philippine Bamboo Foundation President Edgardo Manda.

Co-organized a The Linden Suites staycation which I dubbed Pajama Party Wherein We Don't Wear Pajamas for Pinoy travel bloggers. Sabrina of www.justonewayticket.com and Kate of www.adventurouskate.com also joined the Pinoy food pig-out and videoke madness.

Vacationed in Siargao for the first time and was hosted by Buddha's Surf Resort. Celebrated Melo's name day with an island hopping tour. And nope, we didn't surf cause our lazy arses would rather hammock-surf.

Blindly jumped in an exploration semi-conducted by fellow travel blogger Edgar of eazytraveler.com. Destination, Sulu. The night before my flight, my father was confined in a hospital for tests after a mass was found in his brain. I left him with a heavy heart. I left because that's what he wanted. He who passed me the travel bug would rather see me in photos exploring an unfamiliar place, than see me weeping in pain by his side.

Celebrated the hubby's birthday at White Beach, Puerto Galera over authentic Italian pizza and a stunning sunset. Day after, we partied like there's no tomorrow (and like there's no toddler in tow) with two other travel bloggers. Learned the basics of poi dancing whilst inebriated on the same night.

My sister, daughter Luna and I trooped to Mt. Malasimbo for the Malasimbo Music & Arts Fest for the first time. Went mainly for Jose Gonzalez. Mishka Adams was a plus. Eating a P40(!) balut was one of the night's highlights.

Broke out of my blogger shell and agreed to be a "reviewer" for Pop Talk's Third Anniversary Special. The show brought me to Boracay. It was my second visit on the island. Day before the trip, my father was again rushed to the hospital. Apparently, he had a silent stroke. And once again, he let me go while he was confined. He said, "I want to see you on TV again."

The Pop Talk crew encouraged me to face my fear of the deep. After much whining and yapping and almost-sobbing, I dove down a colossal aquarium for an "ocean walk".

From Boracay, went straight to The Circle Hostel in La Union with a bunch of new faces except for my homegirl Christine of www.jovialwanderer.com. Even though I was feeling under the weather, I tried surfing for the first time, and was able to stand on the board on my first attempt! I was the most surprised of all.

March ended with the beginning of our Cairns-Sydney roadtrip. Found ourselves in a paradisiacal place called The Great Barrier Reef.

Where we are now...

Just finished our 9-day Cairns-Sydney roadtrip yesterday — a journey of about 3,000 kilometers and we intend to hibernate here in my mum-in-law's house until we leave Australia late April. The season's perfect for swimming in sheets anyway. And for devising our lives for the second quarter, which may include one long haul flight, and a lot more sun-basking — wherein I expect to finally try on the swimmies and kaftans I fished from Zalora.

Huh? What house?


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Saturday, September 28, 2013

2013 Thus Far: The Third Quarter

Woke up under an argentine sky. On my almost two decades-old, Peanuts printed sheet. Philippine home now, and will be gone again all too soon. Where to? Hopefully to a shack sitting on a Byron Bay trailer park which we're eyeing to live in for months. You read that right. Months.

We're quite traveled-out. And back in July I found myself searching for the old and familiar more often. Like swinging by pubs I used to frequent. Or being needed by friends. Or watching the local news before a simple dinner of boiled veggies with buro.

Our nomadic family managed to wind down this third quarter, finally. 

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Birthday in Cebu with the family.
 
Hearing the word "adventure" these days conjures images of a worn out me with a longer-than-Miley's tongue out, dangling like a dog's. So we'll pass up on exhaustion, sleeplessness, and starvation... For now. We're embracing the humdrum.

Let's take a look at this year's third quarter and its glorious laziness.

Traveled — more like, slacked — in Phuket, Thailand for two weeks. My sister flew from Singapore where she works to slack with us. We ate Pad Thai and honey-lime Thai pancake everyday.

Because of Luna's obsession with elephants, we took her elephant trekking in Phuket even though we do not approve of enslaving elephants for entertainment. The baby elephant in shackles which Luna called 'Dumbo', had bloody feet, prolly cause he/she tried breaking away from the chains.

Watched a Filipino acoustic band in Karon, Phuket for two nights. One of the best cover bands I've seen play live, or maybe I just had too much Chang Beer on both occasions.

We cut our Thailand trip short (we initially planned to stay for a month) so I could join the Allah Valley Tour 2013 organized by AVLDA and LGSP-LED. During the five-day trip we: Hiked Mt. Melibingoy and camped at Lake Holon, met National Living Treasure awardee Be Lang Dulay, ziplined above Lake Sebu's falls, bird watched in Baras Bird Sanctuary, and attended the T'nalak Festival. 

Pinay Travel Junkie partners with Keen footwear! An American shoe manufacturing company based in Portland, Oregon. Quite excited to write the review, because I am now a huge fan (I'd love to buy Luna a pair too!). And to be honest, I didn't even know such brand exists until they contacted me.

Discovered the "hostel of awesome" Pink Manila Hostel. The lone hostel in Manila that has a pool. Stayed for a couple of nights and although my parents' condo's just nearby, my staycation felt like I was in the middle of a backpacking trip. The hostel's atmosphere can do that to you.

Celebrated my birthday with the whole family and fellow travel bloggers in Cebu. Finally checked in eye-candy Mövenpick Hotel. Also visited historic city Carcar.

Headed straight to Hungduan, Ifugao after getting out of the airport, off a Cebu-Manila flight. Hiked Hapao and Hungduan Terraces with another group of travel bloggers over the weekend.Trip highlight: Watching 'The Conjuring' in a pitch-dark, Ifugao house-style hut.

Flew to Australia a day after the Ifugao jaunt concluded. Ate Persian food at the in-law's house everyday for two weeks (it's a big mystery why I still fit in my pants right now). We mainly did reunions with the hubby's family and... Shopped. 

On our last day in Sydney, we squeezed in our hectic schedule a quickie hike through Garigal National Park. 

Flight back to the Philippines closed the third quarter.

On to the last quarter... 

So will our nth plan of settling down once and for all push through? Let's wait three more months to find out.

 
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Friday, July 12, 2013

Cebu Pacific's Juan For Fun Backpacker Challenge 2013

It's back!

One big adventure. All for free.

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Once again, Cebu Pacific is looking for five teams (each team consisting of three college students) who are up for an adventure all over the Philippines. The challenge to the teams is to have the most number of fun activities within the duration of the trip (August 27 to September 2, 2013) with the given travel allowance. Examples of activities: visiting museums, theme parks, churches, and other tourists spots, trying the local delicacies, and other fun activities the destination offers.

The destinations will be disclosed on the day of the send-off. Now ain't that insanely exciting? Watch the clip for more info:


And for the Juan For Fun Backpacker Challenge 2013 full mechanics, visit the JuanForFun site. Check out the Backpacking 101 section where fellow backpacker/blogger James Betia of JourneyingJames.com and — shameless sellf-promotion ahead I shared our traveling on a shoestring dos and don'ts.
 
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At stake for the winners are trips to domestic and international destinations, Philippine tour packages, gadgets and more! 

Grab a cam now and...

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Submission of entries is until July 29, 11:59PM. Jump on the challenge!

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Monday, June 24, 2013

Scratch Map Philippines Has Arrived!

Itching to escape the mundane? Go forth and scratch the itch!

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And while you're at it, scratch all the places you've been off the new Scratch Map Philippines to remind yourself how far your adventures took you. Yes, Scratch Map Philippines has arrived (following the success of the world Scratch Map)! Designed by Luckies of London and produced by Filipino company Quirks Novelties & Curiosities, Scratch Map Philippines is a 42x59 cm, high quality map which features a gold foil top layer that you can scratch off to unveil a whole new personalized (and colorful) map underneath.

The map contains details such as regions, provinces, and capitals. It features popular Philippine festivals as well that are listed per month, to better assist you in planning for your next getaway. Map by the way comes in a sturdy paper tube, an ideal container to lug wherever you go.

Visit any of their branches in Power Plant, Shangrila, SM Megamall, and SM Aura to purchase one for yourself and/or for that travel junkie friend of yours so you could start scratching! I know I'm ecstatic to scratch mine.


Check out www.quirksph.com or www.facebook.com/Quirks.NoveltiesAndCuriosities to see their other cool, out of the box items (home accessories, lifestyle items, desk supplies and gadgets) from all over the world!

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Sunday, May 12, 2013

Mambukal Resort, Murcia, Negros Occidental: Two Months And Seven Falls On The Way

Mother's Day, and it feels good to be unexpectedly "home".

While we celebrate the family's rare togetherness over a more-than-the-ordinary lunch, I am reminded of my early expectant months three years ago and the adventures my hubby and I purposely got into to take my mind of our unplanned pregnancy.

Back then we were light years away from being prepared, financially and emotionally.
 
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Definitely not a walk in the park for a preggy hiker. First waterfalls.
 
As if in protest against the universe's scheme, instead of spending our savings renting an apartment during my first trimester, we voyaged to the Visayas region of the Philippines for our last backpacking hurrah of the year (And in case you're wondering, we camped at my granma's house when we got back). The eleven-day trip witnessed us catching up with friends, weaving through urban jungles, marveling on historical structures, riding a motorcycle on rough roads, strolling along blinding white sands, and hiking semi-unforgiving trails. Morning sickness and heaps of hissy fits in between.

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Hubby was ecstatic to see all these bats at the beginning of our trek.
 
Out of all the intense activities we got caught in, our Mambukal Resort hike takes the Most Awesome Award. Or the Most Maniacal, depending on your outlook in life. Why so? Two words: Seven Waterfalls. You're probably shaking your head and/or rolling your eyes (I know my mom will if I tell her about this.) thinking, "You can't possibly have done that". Or, "Meh!". Again, depending on your outlook on life.

I did trek all the way to the seventh. Proudly, without falling like a log.

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 Towards the sixth.

The jeep-plus-bus ride from Bacolod City to the resort didn't cause much pain in the preggy backpacker's arse. Okay, just a little discomfort in the bladder. But you see, that's the easy-breezy part. The anguish only began soon as we set off for the actual hike.

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"Are we there yet?", a question asked every minute.

Parts of the trail were, hopefully still are, sheltered by trees. I called for respite a little too much every so often in the shadows, which our guide granted without protest even if it meant possibly missing out on more guiding gigs later in the afternoon. He knew I was two months on the way.

None of the falls in Mambukal are as mighty as Negros Oriental's Casaroro Falls, which we visited days prior, but they're still worth the half day. Seven Waterfalls may sound and look intimidating, but they actually aren't. The trek to each one doesn't require special climbing skills. Just patience. And that, I have a lot of even when I was pregnant.

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He just couldn't resist.
 
But even with all these words of assurance and encouragement, I know that not a lot of pregnant women will take such risk (Which is a wise move.). You know, I wasn't just feeling rebellious that time, but I'd like to see how far I can go as an expectant mother. Because what I did, using "ordinary" public transport and trekking relatively long distances, are nothing out of the ordinary for so many expectant moms in both big cities and quaint towns. I thought, if I conditioned myself not to be too picky/lazy/whiny in the early stage of my pregnancy, the following months will be much easier. 

And you know what? It worked. 

Happy Mother's Day, my fellow mums! It may be a man's world, but it would be nothing without a woman.

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Saturday, August 20, 2011

Snapshot Saturday: Bantayan The Beautiful


Serene stretch of pearly white beach. View from Sta. Fe Beach Club, Bantayan Island (Cebu, Philippines). Today's glum weather in Sydney made us long for anything tropical. We're on the 60th day of our homelessness and currently battling a visa matter. Once we've surpassed that, we're off to our next destination!

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Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Beach Therapy

“The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.” - Isak Dinesen

The beach has healed much of my emotional wounds in the past. Mind you, without even the aid of alcohol. I regard such as utterly amazing. Each of us (some collectively) flock to heavenly shores under the command of diverse purposes. To celebrate, to escape, to grieve, to de-stress, to re-energize, to accidentally bump into "the one", and the cliche-est of them all... to do "soul searching".

I grew up in a country with 7,100+ islands and I can boldly say that the beach can soothe anybody's restless soul. The water's hues, the sound of the crashing waves, and the feel of powdery sand in between the toes are therapeutic. They calmed the irresolute me.

Life has been hectic the past few weeks. So my midsummer night's dream? To lay on the sands of these destinations in the Philippines where my unstable soul recuperated. And then some.

1. Boracay, Aklan


Was never in my travel bucket. My dad, who visited the island in the 80's, described it as a surreal tropical paradise. I went so we could compare notes. He scratched his head when I started talking about 'em laser lights.

Oddly my first solo beach trip. I didn't dare accept Cocomanga's "15 and still standing" Shot Challenge. Nursed my melancholy with a bottle of wine instead.

2. Maira-ira Beach (Blue Lagoon), Ilocos Norte


A surprising find. Prior to our visit, I've never heard nor read about this place. Made me so proud to be Pinoy. Made me forget I was with someone too. Almost left him behind. Seriously.

3. Pink Beach, Zamboanga


One cannot set foot on the island without the Tourist Police. Look what I briefly borrowed from them! Oh how empowering (and exhausting) it was to hang that around my neck!

4. Dancalan Beach, Sorsogon


As deserted as we longed it to be. A place where an ex flame was bitten by the travel bug. We matched the freezing breeze (brought about by an impending storm) with lukewarm beer. We did a toast to our "call center life".

5. Malamawi Beach, Basilan


I have never been so scared to strip down to my bikini! Our lazy afternoon was spent munching on grilled fresh seafood, strolling along the fine stretch of white beach... and being videoed by locals.

6. Nagsasa Cove, Zambales


Where we defrosted our ice-cold arses, fresh from China. Our last stop for our honeymoon. Post wedding shenanigans with my camping friends.

7. Kagusuan Beach, Siquijor


I was two months pregnant when we did our Cebu-Dumaguete-Siquijor-Bacolod trip in just eight days. This spot, a piece of paradise virtually devoid of tourists, was our fave.

8. Magalawa Island, Zambales


A picture of a shiny, happy, 6-month preggy camper. Babymoon spent on an island with very basic amenities, not at some posh hotel. I remember how badly I missed the outdoors. I dragged my heavy self out of town to experience it once again.

9. Morong Beach, Batanes


Thanks to SEAIR, this backpacker mum had a break from parenting duties. I won an all-expense-paid trip to Batanes! On this beach, I giggled with fellow winners - like a carefree teenager, which hasn't happened for a long time.

10. San Juan, La Union


Our daughter Luna's first beach trip. She was about two months, one week then. We traversed the zigzagging Naguilian Highway from Baguio to La Union via public bus. It was a momentous event for me and the hubby... because she's finally backpacking too!

How about you? Which beach/es served as your refuge?


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Thursday, February 17, 2011

The Raging Bus And The Ten-Peso Pancit

By this time, we'd probably be checking in for our flight to Tiruchirappalli at Kuala Lumpur's Low Cost Carrier Terminal (LCCT) already. For sure it will take some time before I get to write about my "Incredible India" experience, so for the moment, here's something from the Voyaging Visayas series which I assume has a resemblance to a typical Tamil Nadu street scene: A maniacal bus driver and cheap food.

Shervin and I had been backpacking for a week. From Manila we flew to Cebu, then took a bus and roro to Dumaguete, then a ferry to Siquijor, then another ferry back to Dumaguete.

Our last destination, Bacolod. To get there, we were to take the Ceres bus. From our accommodation, Vintage Inn, we paid a mere P16 to get to the terminal. We arrived just in time for the trip, a little over noon.

Hawkers selling fresh seafood, not snacks, to passengers.

It was a non-aircon bus. Cheap, but such long ride because of the many stops to load and unload passengers. Less than an hour into the trip, we were zooming across small towns. You know that feeling when you think the vehicle runs well over the speed limit just because the windows are down and the wind's causing everything to fly all over the place? We were under that stress, except, the bus was really beyond the speed limit.

I kinda feared for my life. I was two and a half months pregnant, and we had no other choice but to sit through it. As if the driver would slow down if I asked him to do so.

There was one stopover for meals. It took us a long time to find my sandals which oddly reached the last row (we were running that fast!) before we got off the bus to stretch a bit. Although I wasn't feeling too hungry, I felt like eating the moment I saw a canteen selling pancit (sauteed noodles).

Ten pesos never tasted this good!

We sat on a bench, and was served a small plate of it. We ordered beans on the side. Both dishes were equally yummy. More so, the pancit was only ten pesos. I think the beans too.

They made my day. I momentarily felt better... until the waitress told us the bus was about to leave! When we turned around, we saw the bus almost on the road. Conductors are supposed to check on their passengers right? And to think, Shervin was the only "white" person on board. He could have easily remembered us. Lastly, we left our bags on our seats, so surely that means we're coming back.

Shervin sprinted and I brisk walked. When we boarded, I was flushed with anger. But I kept my cool. I didn't want to make a scene again like I did at Hagnaya Port. Besides, I didn't want him to drive any more faster out of rage.

Anything worth ten pesos that made you happy?



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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Siquijor: Cambugahay Falls and The Old Enchanted Balete Tree

I have seen some of the most spectacular waterfalls in the country, but it was my first time to see the bluest of blue basins. Cambugahay Falls may not have a stunning cascade, but its clear pool can easily tempt any visitor for a dip.


Shervin and I just came from Lazi Convent and Church, perplexed and blown away. After marveling on structures made of timber and coral stones, we were ready to see another natural attraction.

Cambugahay Falls' signage along the main road has an ethyl alcohol ad on it, with the president's youngest sister as the endorser. Not the most enticing sign, but it gave us a good laugh. Our tricycle driver dropped us off the parking area. We crossed the road and began the no sweat 15-minute hike. Actually, it's more of a stroll/descent down cemented steps.

The waterfalls is tucked inside a lush forest. At the end of the paved trail, I caught a glimpse of some blue pool which at first I thought was man-made. As I got closer, I had a full view of the falls and its basin. I exclaimed "wow!" for the nth time that day.

Though inviting, we weren't able to swim in. We were rushing through Siquijor's attractions because we needed to catch the last ferry to Dumaguete. After half an hour, we were once again aboard the tricycle. We zoomed our way to our last destination, recommended by the driver.


He took us to the famed old, enchanted balete tree which is believed to be 400 years of age. And let me tell you, this one's a behemoth (I wonder how big is the biggest in the world)!

Here in the Philippines, balete trees are known as hosts to scary creatures and spirits. I have no idea where this myth (I'd have to see one to become a believer) originated, but I do know its predator-ish ilk. In reality, it is the wild balete tree that's evil. A creeping plant that lodges itself onto a host tree, killing it when it's mature and mighty enough. When the host dies and withers, it leaves a hollow trunk. that's why we could sometimes pass through it.

Uhm, sorry to lead you to that geeky science stuff I'm occasionally into. In English, I think balete trees are amazing, so yeah I was more than happy to be brought there.

As we walked around the tree, gray clouds suddenly hovered above us. Our cue for calling it a day.


So for the last time, we hopped in the tricycle and headed to the port. The photo above was taken just before we boarded the ferry. It perfectly encapsulates our memory of Siquijor... A laid back, unsullied paradise. But full of surprises.

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Thursday, January 20, 2011

Siquijor: Lazi Convent and Church

The road was deserted. Our tricycle came to a halt right in front of Lazi Convent's entrance. I stepped out of the vehicle and shifted my gaze from the convent to San Isidro Labrador Church (or simply Lazi Church).

Lazi Convent, humbly grand.

There's something about the rawness and unpolished-ness of the two that make them innocently charming. And that innocently charming persona in a tranquil environment can make anyone stop, sit and stare.

At least, that's what it did to us.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Siquijor: Kagusuan Beach

Our driver arrived on the dot. He waved when he saw me through Hotel Agripino's restaurant window. 7:30 AM was what we agreed on. Shervin and I had just finished our brekkie then.

A long stretch of powdery white sand.

We walked out of the hotel and towards the tricycle. The driver approached us, took our bags, and tossed them on our ride's roof. How chauffer-ish. He's the same guy who drove us from Siquijor town's port to this hotel two days ago, upon his brilliant recommendation.

He asked where we'd like to go first. I replied, Kagusuan Beach. He gazed up in the sky and looked as if he was about to make a weather forecast. It was, after all, an overcast morning. After about half a minute of silence he finally said, "Sige po mam hanapin natin..." (Okay ma'm, let's look for it).

Monday, January 10, 2011

Siquijor: Salagdoong Beach

The sun's rays kissing the white sands of Salagdoong Beach in the late morn was blinding my sleepy eyes. I just stepped out of Hotel Agripino. I yawned and stretched (and heard my idle bones crack) and trudged to the shore.

Blinding white.

Shervin, equally sleep deprived but already donning his board shorts, walked beside me. After semi-circumnavigating three islands in the Visayas for six days, we agreed on taking a breather. A preggy backpacker is in dire need of one every so often. The habal habal ride and trek to Casaroro Falls we did a couple of days back left me bushed.

And that beach before us was the perfect spot to laze. Well, that and our hotel room with a view of Maria Bay.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Siquijor: Surrendering to Serenity

I sat to compose myself. The sweltering midday heat was infuriating my hormones. Twelve weeks into the pregnancy and there I was in Dumaguete Port battling morning sickness yet brushing off the idea of slowing down. We were waiting for our ferry to Siquijor.

A calming welcome. View of Siquijor's shore upon docking.

Shervin and I have been traveling for five days already with the route Cebu-Dumaguete-Siquijor. Quaint-quainter-quaintest was indeed how we rolled, and what I truly needed. I was jaded to bits.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

10 Things I Like About 2010

2010 ain't as grand as 2009. Last year I worked overseas, backpacked in 9 countries (did my first long term travel too), got hitched, and honeymooned during winter. This year isn't so bad as well. I may have only traveled a few times, but these trips were done either while I was pregnant or with our newborn in tow - which for me, a once carefree drifter, are such amazing feats!

With my newborn in Tam-Awan Village Baguio City, a minute away from my nomadic family's first home. Moving in's one of this year's highlights.

Hereunder are the top 10 things I like about 2010...

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Video: Casaroro Falls

An insane habal-habal ride is definitely worth this!

One fine early afternoon in Valencia, Negros Oriental. Great picnic company consisted of local folks snacking on chips and intercontinental acquaintances gobbling dried mangoes.

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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Casaroro Falls

I swallowed hard. It's going to be one tough ride. Amidst the pandemonium of habal-habal drivers offering tours in our faces, I was fidgety and dazed. I was never comfortable journeying aboard motorcycles, let alone riding it with another passenger aside from the driver on an unpaved road and two months pregnant.

Nevertheless I was determined to do so, with a hesitant go signal from my husband who shared a habal-habal with me. We made sure our driver knows the consequences if something terrible happens to us.

Mighty Casaroro Falls.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Cebu-Dumaguete: Company of "Joes"

I traumatically underwent an onslaught of interviews by random Pinays as we roadtripped and roro cruised our way from Cebu to Dumaguete. Our entourage composed of two Pinoys (me and my friend Xhy) and three Aussies: Brothers Ari and Benn, plus my hubby Shervin.

Backpacking around the Philippines with foreign travelers (or "Joes" as we call them) can be enlightening, for they give unbiased judgment and at times radical opinions. However it can be infuriating too, because disappointingly, you get ripped off by a few fellow Filipinos. Not only that, depending on where you are, you suddenly become the town's core of attention - which I ain't comfortable with.

Traveling with "Joes". Ari, Benn and Shervin comfortably fit in one Dumaguete tricycle.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Magellan's Cross and Fort San Pedro

"You have not seen Magellan's Cross?!", a recurring question that's been thrown at me by a handful of people. When they ask, they cast me this look of disbelief as if I've committed some crime.

It's not like I've been to Cebu a gazillion times. Just a couple. And on my third visit, with half a day to spare, I thought it's about time to do that mandatory photo session by the cross.

Magellan's Cross, one of the most photographed crucifixes in the country.
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