Saturday, March 31, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, March 29, 2012
One does not need to travel to very far places just to experience cloud nine. Those who are residing in the island of Luzon will definitely have the chance to experience the thrill and excitement brought about by the big waves of Baler, Aurora.
"Surfing has never been this fun", claimed my buddies who tried it when we went there a few weeks ago.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Joining the Baler trip was one of the most spontaneous decisions I made in my entire life. After I got my money, I immediately booked a round trip flight courtesy of Philippine Airlines and AirPhil Express. I am aware that I lived a thousand kilometers from Baler, but I am confident that the town won't disappoint me.
And Baler didn't. It didn't.
REALLY. It did NOT disappoint me.
Friday, March 23, 2012
I don't know what really happened during that day. I was sleeping the whole duration of the tricycle trip when suddenly, I woke up from a loud noise. I thought we hit something hard, but the driver ignored it. I thought it was nothing. But, we didn't slow down and we continued our ascent to the jump-off point.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
There are only three things I know about Baler.
One - It is the birthplace of Maria Aurora Aragon and Manuel Luis Quezon, the infamous political lovebirds of the Philippines. Mwahmwahtsuptsup!
Two - Baler, one of 2008 MMFF official entries, sucked balls; and
Three - It is the primary destination of surfing enthusiast.
Out of curiosity, I flew all the way to Manila and embarked on a six hour journey together with my seven kaladkarin friends to Baler, Aurora.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
I used to be one of the grandest and the most iconic buildings of Davao City. For decades, I stood there with pride as one of the national artists of the country designed me. I used to see people crying and waving to their loved ones as they board the plane, the impatient faces at the waiting shed area right in front of me, and those who were doing their business within my garden.
|The old terminal of Davao International Airport|
But on the fourth day of March 2003, everything went black, chaotic, then hazy.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Deciding of not pursuing a career in the field of medicine was probably the major turning point of my life. It was downright depressing, knowing that it disappointed my father who was expecting me to become a successful medical doctor in the next four to five years. At the same time, it felt liberating. I finally had the guts to stand up and make my own decisions in life. I always feel uncomfortable whenever I think about my 'planned' future way back when I was still a BS Biology student.
|Leap of Faith: When traveling changed my life.|
And then it hit me.
I wanted to become a medical doctor because I was just inspired by these three TV series: House, Grey's Anatomy and Scrubs... and partly because most of my classmates wanted to become a medical doctor as well. Peer pressure at its finest. That time, I was afraid of taking the other route because I might lose everything. I may be good at reading maps and I may have a good sense of direction but when it comes to plotting the directions of my life, it's the opposite. I realized that I'm lost for a very long time.
But as soon as I started traveling around the country and revived my career as a blogger, I slowly regained my strength, battled my weaknesses and embarked on a quest of finding my own self.