January 4, 2012

Wrap 2011 with Happiness and Gratitude

To Mt. Babag by Claire “Kikit” Apigo BWAB bloomsed this last year.  Some posts here, I confidently assume, are worthy to be explored and rewritten; some posts to be trashed. With essays left unwritten and pictures unsorted, let me wrap 2011 with happiness and gratitude. This Last year’s wanderings affirmed and strengthened some old beliefs, […]
December 26, 2011

Wrap 2011 with Generosity

2011 won’t leave us. Our mind will always remind us of its memories. It won’t end either since the human brain is the greatest historian. It can’t be replaced since 2011 is uniquely 2011. Or perhaps, we are about to separate our lives in yearly compartments. This happened in 2010. […]
December 11, 2011

Weekly Photo Challenge: Celebration

Hilton Cebu, Mactan, Philippines A fine detail of something that was about to happen: a celebration. Why it was not a celebration yet? Because the centerpiece was reflected on the upside-down glasses. Because the rims kissed the white cloth. Because the glasses are like obedient kids waiting to be lifted […]
December 7, 2011
Backpacking with a Book

A Clue about My Ancestors at Museo Sugbo

Museo Sugbo, Cebu City, Philippines  “Ate, ikaw lay kuyog sa Rainforest Adventure bi,” texted Virhenia. She was running a fever, and her team won a free pass at Rainforest Adventure for the Halloween picture contest at work . But I had another plan in mind. I intended to visit Museo Sugbo, which […]
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 […]