At this very moment, I am on a slow ship to Iloilo. It is quarter to eleven in the evening, and surprisingly the Internet connection still looks good. The last real entry on this blog was my narrative on “Whang Od and Her Village” that saw print on Sunstar last month. Rappler published my social commentary on “Being a Dark Filipina Ttraveling the Philippines” earlier this month. A narrative (have to rework on it) and photos on Malapascua are included in the Sun.Star Yearbook 2014, which is now available at National Bookstore. I have not written on my Down South column for a month or so.
For those who subscribed here, you may have noticed or read four listicles on Singapore and Paris, foreign cities I have not traveled yet nor planned to travel this year.
What I have in mind is my first trip abroad, somewhere nearer such as Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam, Laos, and Myanmar. I intend to travel this June and July. I have not gotten my passport yet. I know. What terrifies me more than the possibility of traveling solo in foreign lands is the hell of a queue in getting a passport.
Plus, it is mid-March already, I have not raised the fund yet. Thus, the listicles in this narrative-centered blog. I must warn you do, more listicles are on the way. Do understand that this poor traveler needs to fund her Asia trip. The pseudo-travel guides here are content writing jobs for Hipmunk.com, the rising travel booking app. Do try it. It is cool.
I am very fortunate to find this job. It feels like I am paid to plan my future trips. Without this, I do not think I can raise the needed money especially I still travel domestically every month.
Between paper-checking, traveling, and content writing, I would still post narratives here.
Seeking for your understanding,