Travel Journal: Boracay

I’m gonna tell you something. I booked this trip the same day I was diagnosed with lupus. It was an impulse decision made out of the need to escape. Fast forward to February, things got a little messy. Bad news showed up and anxiety kicks in. I initially decided to cancel this trip and already…

Travel Journal: Bohol

It was around July when we booked the trip. Maps messaged me about a seat sale and I was like let’s go! It was funny how we have no plans for it. We kinda just go with it. Then after several other trips of the months before, two weeks before our flight in October, I…

Vanilla Cafe: The Prettiest Cafe

Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the prettiest cafe of them all? Deep into the pine forest of the cold, gloomy Baguio lies a cafe hidden among the fog laden pine trees. From the clear glass walls and enchanting chandeliers to the playful mismatched chairs, it is no mystery Vanilla Cafe is a whimsical sight…

Travel Journal: Zambawood

Zambawood is located at the tip of the coastal town of San Narciso, Zambales, a town known for its long stretch of coast along the South China Sea with waves perfect for surfing. On the way, we noticed the gradual presence of pine trees called agoho and we knew we were already near. Zambawood is…

Travel Journal: Alaminos

I’m a high maintenance traveller, I have to admit. Due to health reasons I always go with the choice that gives me the most comfort. But my recent trip to Alaminos, Pangasinan tested me and my nonexistent skills. On our way to the resort, it was anxiety inducing. The road was unpaved, full of cracks,…

Travel Journal: La Union

Whenever I hear the word La Union, the first thing that comes to my mind is the pleasant sea breeze on a mid day while walking to a beachside cafe and the slow pace world of a small surfing community. La Union, or “elyu” as the locals call it, is a place that has a…

Travel Journal: Baguio City

Whenever I think about Baguio City, I remember the crisp smell of wood and pine trees as I stroll in the wet street on a rainy afternoon, or the sunshine filtering through the trees during an early morning walk. A lot of you know that the woods is my place to be. Walking on a…