Friday, September 8, 2017

Paris: French girl in a parallel universe

We arrived in Paris via bus from Amsterdam.  My first impression was that it wasn't as clean and fashionable as what I usually see in photos.  How come I didn't see people asking for money, like in Before Sunrise?  Or why did Amelie look so safe as she was waiting for her train in Abbesses? For a while, I thought I'd been fooled.

View of Paris from the top of Arc de Triomphe 

Ahhh, Paris on a gloomy day. This was Museum Day and I was at the top floor of the Pompidou.

We did a DIY Before Sunset trail and of course, we had to stop here. I came back the next day.
Do you remember that Amelie scene in this station?

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Smells like Amsterdam


Amsterdam Central
The only non-gloomy shot I have! And I remember this moment. It was early morning and it did smell like Amsterdam. Must be the nearby coffeeshops (that do not serve coffee; if you want coffee, you go to a cafe)

After almost 24 hours of traveling, we were officially in Europe! It was 8 in the evening and the sun was just about to set. Seeing that it was sunny outside, my tropical skin was anticipating some warmth. This anticipation was short-lived as we exited the airport gates and a rush of chilly winds welcomed us to our first ever European country. "Maybe this is how Europe feels like," I told myself. Our Airbnb host, picked us up and we drove for 15 minutes to our apartment.

Monday, January 4, 2016

Baler guide: And why I keep coming back

It was raining in Sabang and we couldn't surf because a landslide just happened. Instead of sleeping,
our friend took us to Dipaculao, a nearby town of  Baler. 
In the morning, you can get clean and big waves. Personally, I don't really like big waves. In fact,
 I panic! Haha. Baby peelers are my favorite which is why maybe I'll never learn to surf using a short board.
This is Ingkit, a friend who resides in Baler.
I couldn't find any word or any place to better associate my 2016 with than Baler. I fell in love with Baler! It wasn't love at first sight. I've been to Baler a few times before and it was just okay. I had to keep coming back because I was trying to overcome my fear of deep waters by learning to surf again. That meant going to Baler, even if I had to spend 12 hours of our time on a bus, at least once a month. Before I knew it, I couldn't take Baler off my mind. It wasn't even for the surf. I just felt something drawing me back.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

A Review: Amorita Resort, Bohol

As long as I have the beach, I am totally okay with just a hammock, a fan room and a book. But I have to admit that there are times when I like to sleep in a nice room. I've always thought that the perfect beach room would be a water villa with a tiny ladder right in your balcony that leads you into clear blue waters where you can just swim whenever you want to. This wasn't our room in Amorita but it was close enough and I could not complain.



A van picked us up upon arrival at the Tagbilaran airport. The staff, both very friendly, offered us bottled water and carried  our backpacks. They asked us if there's anything that we want to buy in Tagbilaran before heading to Panglao. There wasn't anything we needed except for some R&R so we asked the driver to head straight to the resort.

Friday, November 6, 2015

Going around Bali




Why not a surf trip? I haven't really officially gone back to surfing when I went to Bali last year so surfing was not a huge part of the itinerary. In fact, I was feeling a little lazy so wave checks  were out of the question. While my present self tells me - why did you not (surf)? - I comfort it in the fact that there was a  tiny skip in my heart when I peeped through my plane window and saw swells unfold into a rush of white water. I felt a pang of envy every time I'd see people load boards into pickups  and there was a shy rush of adrenaline when I was looking at surfers catch waves at Padang Padang.


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