Here was our itinerary:
Monday, November 14, 2011
Boondocks - Batulao
Our holding company organized a climb to Nasulo Batangas. Batulao. Or batong umiilaw (illuminated rocks). Saturday. November 12, 2011.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
High [Aviation] School
High school. We never outgrew it. It was a Sunday. Sunny. But at 8AM, no one was moving from their respective positions in their respective beds. But when Mike, or was that Pam, arrived, we gots to talking. On our day's itinerary. It was October 23.
Clark Pampanga. Peeta, my trusty old car, was immersed for the first time to a long drive. My bottom was not left unhurt.
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| Happy bunch |
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Eat, Play, LOVE
The three trips that made my year.
Eat. Bangkok Thailand. March 2011
Play. Singapore. May 2011
LOVE. Vietnam-Cambodia. October 2011
2011. What a very significant year. Crazy stuff. Crazier weekends. I am, first and foremost, a traveler. However, this has taken a backseat for the past 25 years. I do love to do new things. And experience new culture. But there were several key factors limiting the love for travel. Money, as always, have been scarce. Up until last year, that is. I have just enough right now to feed my need to go to places, and see new sights.
Eat. A trip to Bangkok alone. I was never fond of trying out new cuisine. But Bangkok taught me otherwise. And I was overwhelmed at how I was left incredibly in-love with the local delicacies. The sweet, tangy, and just the right hint of spice in their food, left my mouth watering and craving for more. I loved how the sourness of the Tom Yang Soup and the sweetness of the mango and sticky rice ravishes the tastebuds which are ignorant for the most part of my life. Haha. How utterly sensible that I should try this now. When I'm mid 20's. Sharing with myself.
Play. Another solo trip abroad. I was never scared, nor a teeny wee bit concerned, what with friends who were scheduled to pick me up at the Budget Terminal airport. My crazy habit of never asking anyone to travel with me, and just saying yes to invitations, have left me with a severe disability - I could never write an itinerary. Aside from touring the local sites and destinations in Singapore from the trusty handbook of 4-hour itineraries I found in my friends' home, there was the intoxicated evening. When we were in recluse, inebriated without heed. And holding a hand of someone I barely recognize. Haha. Good old days, thinking we were back in college. Nada a care in the world.
Love. Now this trip to Vietnam and Cambodia, I shared with my trusty travel buddy, Isabel, who we fondly call Chabs or Biik or Boi. And the most important part was the bus ride. Haha. We have not even set foot in Vietnam for a day. So I relish the moments we were traveling, in style, bus-style. I had to reiterate to myself, that worthiness of oneself is all about outlook. I am worthy to be loved. Especially by me. So lowered self-esteem should have never been an issue. Albeit, I should've looked at it as if it was rejuvenation and a healing. This love for oneself is powerful enough to carry on. And I ended up loving me.
Eat. Bangkok Thailand. March 2011
Play. Singapore. May 2011
LOVE. Vietnam-Cambodia. October 2011
2011. What a very significant year. Crazy stuff. Crazier weekends. I am, first and foremost, a traveler. However, this has taken a backseat for the past 25 years. I do love to do new things. And experience new culture. But there were several key factors limiting the love for travel. Money, as always, have been scarce. Up until last year, that is. I have just enough right now to feed my need to go to places, and see new sights.
Eat. A trip to Bangkok alone. I was never fond of trying out new cuisine. But Bangkok taught me otherwise. And I was overwhelmed at how I was left incredibly in-love with the local delicacies. The sweet, tangy, and just the right hint of spice in their food, left my mouth watering and craving for more. I loved how the sourness of the Tom Yang Soup and the sweetness of the mango and sticky rice ravishes the tastebuds which are ignorant for the most part of my life. Haha. How utterly sensible that I should try this now. When I'm mid 20's. Sharing with myself.
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| Vertigo |
Play. Another solo trip abroad. I was never scared, nor a teeny wee bit concerned, what with friends who were scheduled to pick me up at the Budget Terminal airport. My crazy habit of never asking anyone to travel with me, and just saying yes to invitations, have left me with a severe disability - I could never write an itinerary. Aside from touring the local sites and destinations in Singapore from the trusty handbook of 4-hour itineraries I found in my friends' home, there was the intoxicated evening. When we were in recluse, inebriated without heed. And holding a hand of someone I barely recognize. Haha. Good old days, thinking we were back in college. Nada a care in the world.
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| The Cast (c) Princess |
Love. Now this trip to Vietnam and Cambodia, I shared with my trusty travel buddy, Isabel, who we fondly call Chabs or Biik or Boi. And the most important part was the bus ride. Haha. We have not even set foot in Vietnam for a day. So I relish the moments we were traveling, in style, bus-style. I had to reiterate to myself, that worthiness of oneself is all about outlook. I am worthy to be loved. Especially by me. So lowered self-esteem should have never been an issue. Albeit, I should've looked at it as if it was rejuvenation and a healing. This love for oneself is powerful enough to carry on. And I ended up loving me.
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| Angkor Wat Gate |
Surfing Philippines - Baler Edition
The forecast was bad. Very bad. But we went ahead as our crazy feet was itching to ride the swells that Baler is providing.
Ah Baler! Where the movie of Anne Curtis and some guy was shot. Where things happen. Where waves are non stop. And where, I decided, I must move on some more. Hahaha.
Ah Baler! Where the movie of Anne Curtis and some guy was shot. Where things happen. Where waves are non stop. And where, I decided, I must move on some more. Hahaha.
Reaching the Summit
That was prolly my 8th "mountain climb." I can't seem to remember the others, but some were work-related,
some friendship climbs,
some, I dunno. For the heck of it.
In any case, Franke invited me to the event way beforehand but I was only able to confirm last Monday. So with all the last-minute preparations, I was actually scared and paranoid. To wit, I was doing last minute buying, prior to our meet-up at Jose's house somewhere in Pasay. Or was that Magallanes? Pardon my poor sense of Manila Map.
We were at the bus station at exactly 9PM. And we waited. Waited still. Waited some more. Haha.
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| Bicol - Soil Sampling (c) Princess |
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| CSR Tree Planting |
some friendship climbs,
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| Sierra Mountaineers - Coto Zambales (c) Aizza |
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| Sabit Mountaineers - Pinatubo (c) Dunno hehe |
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| CE - Banaue Rice Terraces in Batad (c) Earl |
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| CE - Manalmon (c) Earl |
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| Chiyoda Engineers - Buntot Palos (c) Kate |
In any case, Franke invited me to the event way beforehand but I was only able to confirm last Monday. So with all the last-minute preparations, I was actually scared and paranoid. To wit, I was doing last minute buying, prior to our meet-up at Jose's house somewhere in Pasay. Or was that Magallanes? Pardon my poor sense of Manila Map.
We were at the bus station at exactly 9PM. And we waited. Waited still. Waited some more. Haha.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Travel Far and Wide
Travel high and low.
Travel to the far far abodes
Travel to the wide wide roads
Travel to the chilling colds of mountains
In full view of the majestic curtains
Travel to the deepest recesses of the sea
Little critters waiting to be seen
Travel to the far far abodes
Travel to the wide wide roads
Travel to the chilling colds of mountains
In full view of the majestic curtains
Travel to the deepest recesses of the sea
Little critters waiting to be seen
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