Samar and Biliran should have christened my 2013. But with the arrival of a ball of white fur named Mango two days before my supposed trip, I canceled it to supervise her in my small place, to make her feel at home. It is amazing to note that it only needs a day to homify a kitten, unlike us humans. It sometimes takes us years, even an eternity, to feel at home.
Here are some southern Cebu photos: Dry coughing. Feverish. A rather painful lower back. That’s me today. But yesterday. Yesterday was awesome. Perhaps it was insanity for me to cure insomnia with a bus ride. At two, I fed my litter, left my small place, bought sikwate and puto from Nanay, dropped by at work, startled a girl who was working at an ungodly hour, picked up my camera, borrowed money from my piggy bank, and headed to South Bus Terminal. At three in the morning. I revisited the places during our early townhopping adventures. Tingko, Alcoy. Poblacion Boljoon. Liloan, […]
Here in Cebu, local travel bloggers often meet fellow travel bloggers from Luzon or Mindanao for dinner or beer. We would talk about places, travel plans, and other fellow travel bloggers who succumbed to click-bait articles and listicles such as “Five Reasons I Hate Davao City” or “20 Photos from the Philippines, #7 will shock you.” [READ: 12 Months of Beaches around the Philippines] Most Filipinos fall easy for this kind of writing. One time, while having barbecue dinner at Larsian, the hot topic was this Polish travel blogger who bitched the Filipino street food [read my reply here: I’d Rather Eat and […]