July 2011
21 posts
And the adventure begins. 10 minutes before boarding!
4 tags
(Flipped)
”Somehow the silence seemed to connect us in a way that words never could.” -Juli Baker
11:46am.
“The only paradise is paradise lost” - Marcel Proust
3 tags
Just saying.
The thought of ‘travel is only for the moneyed’ is a bummer and I negate. First, there’s a thing called saving up for a trip a year in advance and a seat sale where you can snag airline tickets for 3 countries for only P6,000. Yes, including tax.
And oh, if you can make do w/ a jurassic phone for years and a once in a blue moon shopping for new clothes or less dine outs in...
4 tags
Strange fancies.
You know what, being a stranger, I really like that. Being new to everything; no one knowing your name. You, not knowing anyone. You, with no expectations from anyone, to anyone.
You can be real or pretend the next day. You’re just, you know, a spectator. An invisible one. Looking at fellow strangers’ eyes; conversing with them, sharing a sheepish smile or a snobbish look. You don’t care so...
June 2011
40 posts
“”Holocene” is a bar in Portland, Ore., Vernon says. It’s also the name of a...”
– Bon Iver Gets Bigger And More Complex (via chudessny)
10:59pm.
Hello from faraway! Today is pretty crazy! Started my day kayaking with other travelers from Apulit Island. Rode with one of my teammates, Rob. Was scared shit because of the mighty gnarls, but then, still laughed our arses as we were really giving up, but chose not to. Saw dry land after 2 hours, God did it felt good.
Then, earlier in the afternoon, we moved to Lagen Island. Took 4 hours of...
the in between: some stranger →
michellardi:
noticed my matt helders tshirt today while i was waiting for the underground in chalk farm. he asked if i was a fan of arctic monkeys. i internally rolled my eyes and thought, that is not even a question. but he didn’t know me or my love for the band so i just said yes. he smiled and said he was a…
Ah, train rides and strangers I see. Ain’t being faraway always, always...
Just ♥. →
Sublime.
I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted. - Jack Kerouac
Today.
I used to think that I was an Ivatan and a Bicolana in my past lives. Certainly a southerner but not much of a Manileno. But today, I feel like I was a Cebuana too. Don’t ask, I’m just weird like that. Eh.
Today, I feel old. I don’t know why, but I just feel old. Really OLD.
I miss my tan. My skin’s becoming lighter and this feels so gah.
4 tags
