Our trip to Bacolod has long been planned when Jan and I were invited last February by our Tito Juju to his birthday climb at Kampo Hiyang-hiyang in Talisay, Negros Occidental. Prior to the trip, a Bacolodnon friend tipped us about the places to go and food to eat. He said that Bacolod's specialty are sweets because the people in Bacolod are naturally sweet. And true to his words, I can say everything in Bacolod is indeed sweet... especially the beer.
The beer brewed in Bacolod definitely tastes better than any beer brewed anywhere in the country. But I won't talk about beer here because Bacolod offers more than that.
DAY 1: CALEA PASTRIES AND CAKE, NENA'S ROSE CHICKEN INASAL
The beer brewed in Bacolod definitely tastes better than any beer brewed anywhere in the country. But I won't talk about beer here because Bacolod offers more than that.
DAY 1: CALEA PASTRIES AND CAKE, NENA'S ROSE CHICKEN INASAL
I don't have a stage fright.
Or so I thought.
I have been a performer all my life. I grew up doing various performances such as acting, singing (don't get me wrong, I am tone deaf), and dancing for our church. I've done quite a lot of dance number, declamations, extemporaneous and impromptu speeches in high school. I have been part of small-scaled and large plays, and I was a cheerleader all throughout my college life.
See? It wasn't a big deal to perform something for a large crowd until that one fateful Ukulele Night.
Or so I thought.
I have been a performer all my life. I grew up doing various performances such as acting, singing (don't get me wrong, I am tone deaf), and dancing for our church. I've done quite a lot of dance number, declamations, extemporaneous and impromptu speeches in high school. I have been part of small-scaled and large plays, and I was a cheerleader all throughout my college life.
See? It wasn't a big deal to perform something for a large crowd until that one fateful Ukulele Night.
Photo by Kwatro Kwerdas |
Hence, here's another beach escapade. And this time, it's the famous Boracay baby! :)
Funny how I have always thought that Boracay isn't one of the places I am eager to set my foot on. I have heard a million times how overrated, expensive, and overdeveloped it is. But when Jan and I decided to go, I just couldn't contain my excitement!
Maybe Boracay is a whole lot different to the places devoid of the tourist conveniences we've mostly been to and enjoyed. But I won't skip experiencing something so beautiful just because people labeled it as "touristy" or "not worth the hype".
Maybe Boracay is a whole lot different to the places devoid of the tourist conveniences we've mostly been to and enjoyed. But I won't skip experiencing something so beautiful just because people labeled it as "touristy" or "not worth the hype".
And does it really matter? Honestly, I don't give a shit where our feet would take us. It's whom I am traveling with that matters the most. It's traveling with Jan that I am most excited with. And I don't care if it would take a 24-hour butt-numbing bus ride, delayed flights, and stranded nights just to chase the sunset with him. I love those moments when we sit back, have our breaths be taken away, gaze far, and talk about our hopes and dreams. Just as long as we're together, then I could not ask for anything more.
Although I wish we were born rich with trust funds and all so we can travel the world and never have to worry about running out of money or Vacation Leave credits. We still have a lot to scratch off our bucket bakit list. We'll go places, do things, and answer questions like, "Mahirap naman pumunta dyan, bakit yan ang pinili nyo?", "Bakit nyo ginagawa yan?", "Bakit nyo pa sinubukan? Alam nyo nang delikado" (hashtag that #nganonienter). At marami pa kaming sasagutin sa tanong na "bakit", which could only mean marami pa kaming lugar na tutuklasin.
Counting the days with less than a week left. Damn, this waiting game is killing me! Fast forward to Thursday na please.
I just realized we don't have any bus or airplane selfies, kaya ito na lang. One of our first few travels. December 2013. |
Do Not Ever Hit the Snooze Button
By Sarah Aterrado - September 05, 2016
Because it's going to ruin your life.
I just got my payslip and cringed at the tax that I had to pay. But what really turned my stomach was the amount of deduction from my salary.
All because of that snooze button.
I just got my payslip and cringed at the tax that I had to pay. But what really turned my stomach was the amount of deduction from my salary.
All because of that snooze button.