December 6, 2011
Backpacking with a Book

BWAB: Part of the 4th Annual Best Cebu Blog Awards

Casaroro Falls, Valencia, Dumaguete, Philippines Backpacking with a Book is created with traveling as a creative process in mind. I travel to attempt to write. Although it is a constant struggle with words, traveling makes it bearable. I travel to know and understand not only the place but also the […]
December 3, 2011

Weekly Photo Challenge: Waiting

Since those who reached the top first had to wait for us. Because the anatomy of the ranges suffused with the morning silence  was too beautiful to ignore. PHOTO ESSAY Trekking teaches us the beauty of waiting. The silence of the rays caressing the body of the mountain reminds me […]
December 2, 2011

Jorge Luis Borges | You Learn

  Pico Iyer, according to the  New York Times Book Review,  is “a post-modern traveler, rooted nowhere and moving in order to disprove the illusion of home. Travel for him is a metaphysical project—a meditation on space, a sermon on our estrangement.” Tuburan, Cebu, Philippines
October 30, 2011
Puerto del Sur Santander Cebu

Waiting at Puerto del Sur

Located at Liloan, Santander—the southernmost tip of Cebu—it is aptly called the Port of the South. A familiarity with the Spanish language taught me that puerto also means opening, door, entrance.
October 19, 2011
Backpacking with a Book

Quotecard: Badjaos at Pier 4, Cebu City

I wonder sometimes about the merit of that miraculous tenacity, that adherence to a lost landscape and a senescent language. A case could be made that they would have been better off melting into the landscape as no doubt many now forgotten did, adopting native tongues, stories, places to love, […]
October 3, 2011

Tuburan: The Home of My Childhood

Writing about one’s hometown starts with lovely ruralish images—bordering between innocent homesickness and cheap tourism—and ends with a tormenting confession. I used to have motion sickness. Raised in farmlands and having mountains for playgrounds, the city was like the American Dream to the young me. I didn’t even know the […]
September 25, 2011
Backpacking with a Book

To Travel Is to Write

When procrastination becomes a habit, it is high time to put an end to it. My writing assignments, imposed and academic, are piling up. I could not bring myself to put thoughts into words. This online abode, which I usually update once or twice a week, had a silent August. […]
September 20, 2011
Aguinid Falls, Samboan, Cebu

Dao, Binalayan, and Aguinid Falls in Samboan

Not all mountains tax its climber to see fulfilling scenery. Not all mountains require six hours or a day to reach the peak. Not all mountains find happiness to see its climber gruel from muscle pain. Not all mountains are like Samboan’s Mt. Bartolina. With the aid of experienced habal-habal […]
June 10, 2011
Backpacking with a Book

City of the Smiling Mask

THE cheeks are overly pinched. The eyes are shadowed with purple. The lips are painted red. The lips form a sickle. The mask smiles. Why do most masks smile? Happiness is hard to suppress. We wear it. Assuming it is contagious, it is our utmost intention to infect others with […]
May 31, 2011
Backpacking with a Book

Homebound

A lot happened, some were rewarding, some surprising, some unwelcome, some outrageous. But May indeed was a rewarding month.  I’m back on trails again. A call from a travel editor prodded me to reacquaint myself to the trails. Mountains, trails—they remind me of us, humans. They can be unpredictable, predictable. […]
April 26, 2011

SUNSTAR: Places of Memories

 [Past] does change. The present changes the past. Looking back you do not find what you left behind. —Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss A traveler intrudes upon the privacy of a place. Yet, is it possible to be part of its privacy in a time too limited, too short, […]
April 25, 2011
Backpacking with a Book

Concluding Holy Week

Yesterday marked the last of Holy Week. I went home for three days, rendering this online home unattended, silent. Yesterday I had a regretful afternoon and sought refuge in halu-halo, late unlimited-rice lunch, and  J. M. Coetzee’s words. He continues to teach because it provides him with a livelihood; also […]