the dreamy Malcapuya Island

this island made my heart really skip a beat the moment i caught a glimpse of its white-sand shore from a distance. i wanted to run as fast as i could to get to it but i couldn't. it's like the bliss that i felt right there was so enormous it made my body so heavy and instead, everything went in slowmo while we were walking towards it. yeah, that kind of feel in the movies.

because once is not enough with Coron

my first Barracuda encounter

not even twice. after this second trip to Coron, still, i just can't get enough. needless to say, it will always be enchanting no matter how "super" a typhoon it has to endure. notwithstanding the damages brought about by Yolanda over the island, tourism was still as lively as before when Ate Mye and i arrived there last month.

the little paradise in the southern tip of Cebu-- Eden Resort, Santander

more than month ago, i went back to Cebu to attend my friend's lovely and blissful wedding. and to take advantage of being there, i decided to see the beach first. after all, what is a Cebu trip without the beach?

the 30-minute tour at the Islamic Arts Museum Malaysia

i don't know if i was only influenced by online reviews, but the Islamic Arts Museum Malaysia was the place i was most curious about in Kuala Lumpur during my short jaunt there. hence, it's where i decided to go first before anywhere else.

the joy and fear of falling-- the Malaysian bungee jump

i had waited long enough not to do this. my friend Mash who was supposed to fly with me to Kuala Lumpur didn’t come for some reason and my other friend Riz (of lamyerda.com), of all parts of the body, got her lower left leg burnt from a motorcycle mishap (thank God it wasn’t that serious) and it would have bled with the rope that had to be tied tightly through her legs even if there was a towel to cushion the grip. what was supposed to be an adventure i should be sharing with my two close friends was just about to become a solo flight. i was already there, at Sunway Lagoon, in another country. i just had to do my first bungee jump.

San Juanico Bridge at high noon

i arrived in Tacloban from Naval at around 10am and the sun heat was a killer. i had to take my brunch yet and then be told by the locals of varied instructions as to where i can take a ride going to THE San Juanico Bridge. yes, that longest bridge i first saw only in drawing in my first or second grade Sibika at Kultura textbook. just like seeing the Banaue Rice Terraces, i felt a pang of nostalgia there even though this was just the actual first time i laid my eyes on it.

25 in Sambawan Island

i guess this will be the last time i'm going to be vocal about my age when my birthday comes. 26 seems to me  the start of old age. haha. so i made sure i enjoyed celebrating my day this year. through travel and solitude, the goal was achieved. i was torn between going to Palaui Island or returning to Coron until i saw a picture of an island called Sambawan. it was my first time seeing it and when i knew it was in Biliran, instantly i booked a flight to Tacloban.