Travelling on public holidays has its downsides. Most of the museums were closed, and I basically spent the afternoon walking the streets and popping into one church after another. My original plan was The Yap-Sandiego House, Casa Gorordo, Jesuit House, Cathedral Museum, and maybe other sights along the way.… Read more
It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything on this blog. Mainly because it’s been a while since I’ve travelled on my own, with time to spare post-travel. So I’m going to post something on the fly, in the hopes of getting into the habit of documenting my trips more consistently.… Read more
Perhaps it was the sea breeze and the gorgeous cliffside views. Perhaps it was the way the sunlight shone on the green, rolling hills, and how the birds danced in front of us. Or perhaps it was simply because I was a girl, and he was a guy, and we were travelling together one summer day.… Read more
“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
It still astounds me when people give me wide-eyed expressions ranging from admiration and awe to shock and disbelief when I tell them I prefer to travel alone. … Read more