Travel Photography

December 28, 2010
Backpacking with a Book

Bacolod–Dumaguete: Experiencing the First Road Accident

Dec. 26 4AM Southbus Terminal 330 AM North Bus Terminal 430AM ETD for Bacolod via Tabuelan Toledo (229) 7AM Arrived at Tabuelan Toledo Port 1PM ETA Bacolod Ceres Terminal. Late Lunch. Meet Guide 2PM ETD for La Carlota.(50) 3PM ETA La Carlota. Buy Supplies 4PM Off to Guintubdan Jumpoff(50) 5PM ETA Guintubdan Jumpoff. Start Trek 6PM Sleep Out 8PM – ETA Camp 1 830 PM – Pitch camp. Dinner. Talk. Drink 10 PM – Lights out Dec.27 3AM Wake Up Call.Breakfast 730 AM Wake-up Call. Breakfast 4AM Start Trek 9 AM Breakcamp. Backtrail 12NN ETA Jumpoff.Off. Off to La Carlota […]
March 1, 2011
Backpacking with a Book

Dumaguete: A City That Walks

Lost really has two disparate meanings. Losing things is about the familiar falling away, getting lost is about the unfamiliar appearing. There are objects and people who disappear from your sight or knowledge or possession; you lose a bracelet, a friend, the key. You still know where you are. Everything is familiar except there is one less item, one missing element. Or you get lost, in which the world has become larger than your knowledge of it. . . This is what the view looks like if you take a rear-facing seat on the train. Looking forward you constantly acquire […]
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, some were unceremoniously replaced, some were found in the ship, jeepney, bus, plane. Itineraries are useless. Traveling happens the moment you are caught indecisive and seemingly lost. Traveling happens the moment you acknowledge the fact you’re lost, the moment you accept the truth that the place is a stranger. Traveling […]
January 27, 2012
Backpacking with a Book

Cebu’s Tail: Santander

“Asa diay mo manaog, day?” the conductor asked. “Sa kanang naay beach.” Clueless as we were, Virhenia and I rode the bus bound south with the hope of finding emerald water, tempting enough to yell “manaog mi!” to the bus driver. The provincial road in southern Cebu constantly hugs the coastline. The view on the right The towns we passed by looked like  framed pictures in a digital media frame. From the bus window, the view automatically changed in a millisecond’s span. The view on the left: Santander’s Puerto del Sur