Took a tour at Singapore during my 20 hour layover for my trip to Bali last month.
"So brave of a girl like you to be traveling alone." I had been told.
"My husband is my first love. We met in high school. From then, I knew he was the one."
Had to come home from my trip to Bali alone to settle some things. Had to cut my Southeast Asia trip.
Went on with my journey along with my cousin, ate Sheila to four different countries.
Kuala Lumpur wasn’t so different from Singapore. Different nationalities of families, friends, couples, and colleagues gather at parks surrounded by towering buildings with glimmering night lights. The kind of of things that make me miss home but ironically doesn’t give me an intent of returning.
"You have been constantly away. It seems to me that you are running away from something." I wouldn’t agree so. I don’t know.
"When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But when I became a man, I put away childish things."
Street food, motor bikes, random conversations in nature parks, busy city streets day and night. Despite its tragic history, life goes on in Saigon.
Cambodia. Monks in temples, enchanting music, friendly faces, groups of different races. We were lucky we got there on a Khmer new year. I took part in the celebration. I made brand new resolutions.
Packed with tourists gathered around stalls of street food, clinking bottles of beer, starting up conversations with strangers, exchanging smiles with unfamiliar faces, paradise. Everything is grand! There are countless reasons for you to go to Thailand. I even ended up with a ring on my hand from a hippie Mexican.
Lately, I’ve been changing location more than I change my shoes, exchanged currencies as much as I’ve exchanged smiles to different people, slept in buses and airplanes more than in my own bed room, the road is becoming my home. I have spent more time with strangers than with my own family. Today, I come home for my birthday. Because there is no place I’d rather celebrate than in my own country. Where I was born and raised. Where I had first set my foot and learned to explore and wander.
Southeast Asia, xie xie, teri makasi, cam on, aw khun, kob khun kaa and finally, maraming salamat! :) Cheers to good life!
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And one day, I woke up missing the feeling of an aching stomach after laughing so hard for the right reasons. So, I told myself, this shit can’t keep going on. There’s no easy way, but like you’ve once taught me, I can start by taking baby steps. After all, I am in charge of my own happiness.
Yashica FX-3 x Lomography Color Negative ISO 400
Had the honor of shooting The Style Diplomat yesterday. Here are my personal favorites!
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Photos were taken with Minolta SRT 101 loaded with Lomography Color Negative ISO 800.
This is how I started August.
Let me warn you. This is going to be a long entry. So, I wish you luck and congratulations in advance if you reach the end. :)
4 in 1 coffee. The 4th one is the stirrer.
Last August 5, I took a ship to Hilongos, Leyte to see my friend, Rose the next day for a maternity shoot. The ship left Cebu at 9pm. We arrived at the port of Hilongos at 2am. Yes, that early. Imagine it’s dawn, you’re in the province. You don’t anyone. And it was my first time to be in that place.
Since it was still really very early, I decided to go to Canigao Island before going to Rose’s house in Baybay, Leyte. I took a shuttle from the port of Hilongos going to Matalom where I’m suppose to take a banca going to the said island. I sat next to Mark, a Cebuano who was heading to Maasin.
"Ikaw ra usa? (Are you alone?)", he asked. "O. (Yes.)", I answered with a smile. "Unsay pangalan nimo? (What’s your name?)", he was curious. "Bong." That was the name I used for the entire trip. I’ve always wanted to have a guy’s name. He was amazed of how eager I was to go on a trip alone. He asked a lot of questions. The places that I’ve been to and the things I’ve done before. It’s not that I’ve done a lot in my entire life. LOL. "Naka adto na ka sa zip line sa Sogod? (Have you tried the zip line in Sogod)", he asked trying to start a conversation again when I was about to close my eyes. "Wala pa. Mas ganahan ko ug dagat. (Not yet. I prefer beaches.)", I answered politely. "Ah. Serena ka man diay. (Oh. So, you’re a mermaid.)", he continued. LOL Never in my wildest dreams did I ever wish of becoming one.
The conversation has finally stopped. I fell asleep. The moment I opened my eyes, I found myself in the bus station of Maasin City. I just breathed deeply and exhaled the frustration out. Haha! It was still around 3am. I decided to take a van going back to Matalom. I was seated next to an old man. For the second time, I was asked with the same question Mark asked me, “Ikaw ra usa, day? (Are you alone?)”. Sigh. Why do people find it strange for someone to travel alone?
Maasin is an hour away from Matalom. If I’m not mistaken. I decided to sleep since I didn’t really get enough sleep that night. I tried to finish James Patterson’s Suzanne’s Diary for Nicholas which has been in my e-book shelf for the longest time. I woke up to a clap. Yes, a clap. That’s what passengers in Leyte do as a signal that they have reached their destination and they have to get off. I asked the old man beside me where we were already. “Hilongos na, day. (We’re already in Hilongos.)” *face palm* For the second time, I missed Matalom again. It was around 5am so I decided to just head on to Baybay.
Empty street of Baybay, Leyte. Tried to call Rose if I can go to their house at that time. There was no answer.
I decided to have pineapples for breakfast because I can’t find anything else to eat. Talked to the vendors. Surprisingly, they know my family background. They came from my province in Oroquieta too. Small world indeed.
Self-timer. Brought the newest addition to my collection during this trip. My Ricoh XR-1 attached with a 28mm f/2.8 prime lens.
I walked around their boulevard. There was still no reply from Rose. Saw a van going to Maasin. I can’t think of anywhere else to go but to Canigao. So I took the van again. This time, I made sure I will be awake during the entire trip. I sat next to Roger. I had met two Rogers during this trip, by the way. You’ll meet the other one later on. He’s been to Canigao for four times already. He witnessed a whirlwind during his last visit there. He was a very kind man. He texted his friend from Matalom asking what boats were available at that time. It was still 7 in the morning. His wife kept calling him, asking him where he already was and what was he doing. Sorry for eavesdropping. I can’t help but hear their conversation.
After almost an hour, the driver dropped me off to Super Ball where I took a banca to Canigao island. Finally!
I had to pay 500 Pesos for the whole banca since I was alone.
Whoever invented the self-timer, thank you.
Finally almost there! FINALLY!
The boat men left me their number so I could just call them anytime I needed them to pick me up not later than 5pm.
Was blessed to have a good weather on that day. It has been raining recently.
The first thing that I looked for when I got to the island. Haha!
I was the only tourist who came there.
Do you know where I placed the camera on this photo? On top of that boat before this photo of me! Haha!
Wrong kind of shoes for the beach but still comfy for the entire trip!
Fell in love with this island! Automatically added on top of my list!
"We is so much better than I." - James Patterson, Suzzane’s Diary for Nicholas
See how lovely it is? I never wanted to leave.
They have an entrance fee of Php 20.00, by the way.
"I’m here. Hard to Miss. I’m right here in your arms. I’m not going anywhere." - James Patterson, Suzzane’s Diary for Nicholas.
I texted the boat man to pick me up at around 1pm. I have to be at Rose’s asap before the sun sets.
Took a jeepney to Bato terminal from Matalom. It’s been a while since the last time I rode on a jeepney.
I miss living in the province but I love being in the city too. I still can’t imagine leaving Cebu. :(
Was chased by this old lady at the bus station asking for food. I gave her the corn that I bought of what was supposed to be my brunch. I asked her to smile for me. This is what she gave me.
Tricycle ride! I missed this!
Finally got to see Rose! But before the maternity shoot (which can’t be really considered as a shoot because we just walked around their neighborhood and took pictures), I ate like there’s no tomorrow! That’s what I like being in Rose’s place. It feels like home! Home of all homes!
As I always say, it really makes me happy when I get people to smile for me.
Did some catching up with Rose at Brandy Island. Always thankful to have her as a friend who understands and supports my wildest ideas.
If you’re following me on instagram, you’ll recognize this house from my trip to Leyte two weeks ago. :) I had a photo taken here before. I told the owner it was for a school project. LOL. Please don’t follow me.
We’re almost done with my trip to Leyte. Won’t be showing you that much from the “maternity” shoot since it’s kind of private.
Stretch your arms, guys! Take a deep breath! Haha!
I took a boat going back to Cebu at 8pm that night from Baybay. Arrived at 2am on the following day. Headed straight to the airport right away. I was catching a flight to Bacolod! But before that, I made sure to talk to my boyfriend who is right now 8,500 miles away from home. Can’t go on this trip without talking to him. And what do you do to people you can’t go on a day without talking to? Never let them go.
Good morning, city of smiles! I arrived there at around 7am. Calea was still closed so I decided to have breakfast at C’s which is just right across the street where Calea is.
Calea, finally! I had their Mud Pie ice cream cake! Heaven in my tummy!
After Calea, I decided to go to the iconic The Ruins. I took a jeepney going there. I really think it is best to take jeepneys or buses instead of taxis when you explore a city for you to be familiar with the places to go to. And ironically, that’s how I got lost.
But sometimes, it takes one to get lost to be found.
And just when you think you have no one else around, you find an old friend!
Hi, Jen! You are heaven sent! It was so good to see you again!
She even helped me with the directions!
Second tricycle ride for this entire trip!
On the way to The Ruins!
Behold, the Taj Mahal of Negros! A fail shot using the infamous table! Haha!
Walls built with egg whites which explains why it lasted for years. And as you can see, those carved letters look like letter E but it’s actually letter M turned sideways facing each other which stands for Mariano and Maria.
And this is the very witty Roger, the tour guide. It was an honor to meet him. I heard he was featured in Umagang Kay Ganda on that very same day. “You’re from Cebu, right? Kung hindi ako nagkakamali, you’re a blogger.” He said with absolute certainty. “Mukha ba talaga akong blogger?” I asked. “Oo. Kadalasan ng mga bloggers, nag-iisa when they travel alone.” Wow. Really? Haha! He is really funny! You must have him as your tour guide when you visit The Ruins!
The Ruins has really a very interesting history. Go open your history books and turn to page blah. Haha! This is where “Lahat ng makikita nyo ay akin.” originated. “Ma swerte ang mga duling.” Roger added. The Lacson family used to go upstairs and witness the sun setting down the sugar cane fields.
It was so kind of Kuya June to pick me up from the Ruins going back to the main road. Of course I had to pay him more than what he deserved.
And when in Bacolod, never miss the Inasal at Aida’s as suggested by Cebu’s Ryann Reyes! :)
After having lunch, I went to this newly opened mall in Bacolod, The District, where I waited until my flight. Had this Orea Ice Cream cake at Bob’s. Before getting there, I took a jeepney going to the terminal. I had a very embarrassing experience at the jeep. I only had 7 Peso coins left in my wallet and the rest were 500 Peso bills. The minimum fare is 8 Pesos so I had no choice but to give 500 Pesos to the driver. He got mad at me for not informing him ahead of time that I didn’t have coins left.
Sorry for this fail shot, but I had to take a picture of that old man wearing stripes with sunnies on! He is an angel! He gave me 1 Peso for my fare! Thank God people like him still exists!
A kind hearted taxi driver who took me to the airport gave me a buko pie. He bought two pieces while we were stuck in traffic when a vendor passed by. One for his daughter and one for me. Thank you, Kuya! Thank you, city of smiles!
Arrived in Cebu at 8 in the evening. A lot can happen in two days. Til the next trip?
"Life doesn’t go on forever. Enjoy every moment of it." - Suzzane of James Pattersons’s Suzzane’s Diary for Nicholas.
P.S. All photos were taken with Ricoh XR-1 loaded with Kodak Gold 100 and Lomography Color Negative ISO 800
Thank you for reading! :)
I decided to waste one lomo roll just to see how it looks like in a lomo camera.
My favorite pair of sandals. I am planning to buy the black version of this one for my birthday.
TROLL FACE. TOO VAIN. HAHA! But I like how this multiple shot turned out!
Because I had nothing else to take a picture of.
Can you still see my face here? Haha! So much for vanity!
This place is my savior every 15 days.
Chasing the sunset with a dear friend.
2nd time to have a random trip to the beach with ate Sheila.
So I must say, lomo cameras work better with lomo films.
Had two rolls processed earlier. All photos were taken a week before and during the Holy Week.
Sunrise at home. I always look forward to seeing this every time I come home.
Sunset view somewhere in the city.
The moon on a Palm Sunday.
I forgot to ask for her name but this sweet little girl made me a palm cross worth 10 pesos each. I took the one worth 5 pesos instead and still gave her 10 pesos. She gave me a smile. :)
Certainly not the best place to live in but this is still my favorite place on Earth. I hate this place but I still prefer to end my day here. The only place where I can do anything that I want to do. It looks just like a hospital room but to me, it’s home. It has been my home for almost two years now. Even though the security guards are making my life miserable.
Ting-ting, the owner of the Creative Corner gave me this cute teaspoon for free when I bought a cup and a saucer from her.
I love backlights but I love this girl even more. Hi, cyst!
My usual breakfast. Coffee and wheat bread with cheese. This time with grapes that I stole from our house. Haha! These used to be the only things that I look forward to waking up for everyday. Thank God somebody found me and made me realize that there’s more to life than having coffee in the morning and take a picture of it for instagram’s sake. This person has become my life now. The only reason why I keep going on. Everyday, he makes my life wonderful. :)
At the airport while waiting for my boarding time going to Ozamis. I like spending time, watching people wait, part ways, and cross paths at airports and bus stations.
Hi, cutie! *
My family fetched me from the airport and we headed straight to this seafood restaurant in the middle of the sea somewhere in Sinacaban.
And just like what we annually do, we did the Visita Iglesia from the churches in Ozamis going to Oroquieta.
And the photo dump ends here since the camera that I brought with me got damaged. Thank Steve for iPhones! I was able to manage going on with the trip by simply doing mobile photography. Haha! Photos above were taken with a Zenit 12 XP and Minolta X300 loaded with lomography films.
Ay wait! I’ll end this entry with a latest summer photo of me! HAHA!
Hi, summer! We meet again! :)
Please allow me to do so. I am running out of photos to update for this blog. I still have yet to claim that roll I sent to Mitsubishi. Here are some of my recent instagram photos that I find blog worthy taken this month.
February 2013 gave me so much wonderful things to remember.
After the longest time, I was able to go home and witness the sunrise.
One of the loveliest couples I know, Shermanne and Jackie. They visited me at work days before they left for New York :)
Post-valentine Pizza night with them cousins :) And that’s my ALL TIME FAVORITE QUATTRO FORMAGGI! (Okay, I’m not sure of the spelling.)
Yeah, this kind of photo again. Haha!
Hello, cutie patotie :3
Bought flowers for a dear friend and model, Karina Gajudo.
It has been a memorable month . There were so may things to be thankful for. Bad or good. I never saw everything coming. Life is indeed full of surprises! The start of my March was pretty tough.
/I used my Zenit 12XP and some lomo film I bought in Manila in this set.
Prolly the best Sinulog in my entire existence! HAHA! Brought my Ricoh XR500 with me during Sinulog :D What you’re about to see are just random shots I took on that day :)
Went with my cousins during the morning around Mango avenue. Ate Sheila is one of them.
Cool kid is cool!
This was the only contingent I saw! Hahaha! Wasn’t able to take decent shots of the street dancers because I didn’t register D:
I had loads of fun this Sinulog despite walking from Mango avenue to Lahug and back! Went with my friends during the night at Baseline where the crowd was crazy! Enjoyed watching them dance, pouring beers to everyone and wiping paints on everyone’s shirt!
To end this entry, just wanna share with you an experience I had. It’s amazing how some “celebrities” take advantage of their fame in some places just like what happened to me at Escario Central. Burger Joint had a stall where the “A new brand of POLITICS something” event was held for Sinulog. While the sales lady was taking my order, there was this chinky eyed, tall guy with white complexion who interfered and spontaneously asked “Miss, miss kuha-i sa ko ug order bi.” And I remembered it was the same guy I saw outside KFC last year whom everyone stared at. That guy was Slater Young. Good manners, mister.
How fun was your Sinulog? :D