Sweat trailed downward like small translucent rivers on the dancer’s darkened face, his eyes reddish, his face painted gray, his lips black, his breath ragged. His brows furrowing, he eyed the contingent in front of them. He touched the corner of his right eye lightly. By the look of it, he stopped himself from ardently rubbing it. Curiosity got the better of me, I stopped framing him in my camera, crossed the short distance, and asked “What’s the matter?” “Ang pintal man gyod,” he paused, his brows furrowing again, “di body paint. Baratuhon ni. Hapdos sa mata,” he supplied. So […]
Some of the esteemed travelers have shared their travel tips and advice to those who want to venture on the road of wandering. Check their tips here. For women traveling solo, I have some whimsical tips that might or might not do the trick. This time around, Doi of and Journeying James share their tips on being practical and finding the cheapest accommodation there is respectively.
Healing started with an itchiness that asked for some serious scratching. But I had to resist, or else it would bleed anew. I patted the embossed centipede, my protective guide, on my lower back and scratched the surrounding areas instead. It’s been a week since I came back in Cebu from a ten-day solo trip in northern Luzon. By far, my recent birthday trip was the most storied and writable I’ve ever had. It’s been a year since I went to Siargao, broke Pawlita, and met new friends. And I thought, it was the most storied and writable. It’s been […]
Before I took the risk of traveling northern Luzon for ten days, I paid my monthly visit to Terra Manna, waiting for a group of Cebu-based travelers/travel bloggers/freedivers who would survey TM’s marine paradise. I badly needed a paradoxically deep dip before I hit the Cordilleras—the mountain ranges. Johnn of Focal Glass, Doi of the Travelling Feet, Dylan of Wandering Dylan, Edcel and Sheena of the Wandering Couple, and of course, Edwin of Lakbay Diva were the right companions. I am not accustomed to using snorkeling gear and fins yet. But there is always a sea—not a room—for improvement, […]