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. They can be selfish, inamiable, indifferent. The boyfriend said geography could not be selfish, humans could, are. “You were trying to personify geography,” he said. No, I wasn’t. It’s a cold fact. And nature has every reason to be. It reminds me of Arundhati Roy’s passage from her The God of […]
What, I wondered, would the visual world be like for those born totally colorblind? Would they, perhaps, lacking any sense of something missing, have a world no less dense and vibrant than our own? Might they even have developed heightened perceptions of visual tone and texture and movement and depth, and live in a world in some ways more intense than our own, a world of heightened reality—one that we can only glimpse echoes of in the work of the great black-and-white photographers? Might they indeed see us as peculiar, distracted by trivial or irrelevant aspects of the visual world, […]
MUSING ON CLIMBING There is a relatively small population of outdoor enthusiasts, mountain climbers, outdoor lovers in Cebu, yet how unlikely it is for them to be too diverse, too disintegrated. Perhaps because they define their pursuit differently. They, or should I say, we—have varied definitions of mountain climbing. Difference always makes us unique but it is not the reason of our disintegration—it is the lack of respect, the lack of camaraderie. For some, Mt. Lanaya was the toughest climb they ever experienced. Others thought it was a matter of strategy. Always be two steps ahead of your current. Know […]
This is your most updated Cameron Highlands Travel Guide! I was the only Asian in the 4×4 jeepney. An Israeli couple traveling with their little girl Luna was an endearing sight. The morning air was cool. Everyone donned their cardigan or jacket. I wrapped the pink scarf around my shoulders; my wet hair tickled my arms. We were on our way to BOH Tea Plantation.