“THE BREEZE IS SO DAMN HOT”, I smirked at my friend who fetched me while tucking my heavy backpack at the back of his Jeep. It was still early, though, 6:30 pm, when I went outside of the airport. After all this time, there I was, switching time zone. I must have been extremely tired …
Right after my plane landed back in Manila from Bali sometime around September 2019, I had an avalanche of feels that I no longer enjoy my job. And when I found out that I will be peacing out to move and live to Dubai (I mean it’s very spontaneous, thanks to my friends who sponsored …
Leaving Home To Start A Brand New Life Abroad: Real adventures begin at the end of your comfort zone
So this is the feeling of leaving home off to the airport? Of not knowing when you’ll be back again. The bittersweet atmosphere of seeing your 70L backpack ready to be picked when it’s time to leave. And there’s something melancholy between the 4am air and your mum sitting on the sofa in your living …
Dear Friends, I hope all is well with you. Honestly, this is by far, to this date, the most liberating trip I had in my life and I couldn’t be more excited to share what happened when I solo travel in Indonesia. I LIVED THE BEST ISLAND DAYS OF MY LIFE YET! Oh, and if …
The 39°C wind is saying hello to my body as I start writing this. Am I already in hell? Oh no, it’s summer again. And not to mention seeing Halo-halo and Mais Con Yielo being sold 2 blocks away from my house. Summer is here. And it’s freaking here to stay.
Having spent 4 years studying inside Intramuros back in college, I asked myself why the hell I did not become a foodie when I was always a few sprints away from overrated and underrated kainans of Manila? Well, that’s one of the maaaany regrets of my teenage years but I am making up with self …
Chill days, good friends and good vibes. I’ve been to this surf town a couple of times before and the dilemma until now is that, I never got drunk during the stay. I don’t know. What the hell, correct? So it was somewhere from those many inuman sesh with 2 of my (probably) strongest friends …
I can’t remember the day that I first heard the name Jomalig Island, same as well as the first time I saw pictures of it from the internet. But after learning how raw, delicate and exquisite this island is, I knew what my heart is truly longing for. And that’s some one F crazy trip …
I am in the middle of life changeover as I write this blogpost because the day before my flight was my last day at Starbucks Reserve. And before I move back into our home in Quezon City and transfer back to my original district, I found myself lonely in a lot of ways… I never …
When was the last time you listen to yourself? When was the last time you disregard people’s opinions and finally put yourself first? When was the last time you made a decision from the bottom of your heart so that for once, it’s you who you value? I did it a week before my flight. …