What does it mean to be lucky? On my first trip up Pulag, luck was finding two friends last-minute to join me on the trek with a random group of people. Luck was having strong brakes that prevented our jeepney from falling off a ridge. Luck was having a raincoat. It was having an emergency … More Luck at the Playground of the Gods
To relax and not worry – now that’s a luxury you can’t afford these days, especially when you live in the city. To be able to sit and watch the clouds drift idly by, the leaves quiver in their branches, and the day gradually fade into night. No, in this day and age, you’d be called lazy for … More In the Mountains
A few days before Christmas, I found myself on top of a mountain, covered in four layers of clothes and still shivering from the cold. Climbing Pulag in the rain was one of the most challenging things I’ve done this year (or maybe, ever) and I’ll share more about the experience later on, but for … More Finding Christmas in the Mountains
This week’s challenge from A Word in your Ear. A photo from last year’s trip to Batad Rice Terraces.