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The Forest Is Where Wounds Mend
Entering the Yellow Trail feels like stepping foot on a grand red carpet. Benguet Pines dart through the skies and stretch infinitely on either side, their gnarly roots crawling through…
Homecoming
The early days of June found me combing the sands of Palawan,…
The Forest Is Where Wounds Mend
Breath vapor escaped from my mask as the balmy streets of Kias,…
Where Has the Time Gone?
El Nido was one of the first local destinations I visited when…
Seeking Adventure in Calayan Island
The first time I heard of Calayan Island was when I was…
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Buscalan and Scars of Happiness
My reasons varied from trivial to heartbreaking: unrequited love, flunked subjects, and daily battles with depression. I drank to drown…
Where the Gods Play
I dreamed of scaling Pulag long before I became a mother. We trained, trekking hills no less than five kilometers…
Of First Times, Chaos & Finding Peace in Magalawa Island
People travel for a variety of reasons. Some travel for business. Some, to experience a piece of the world for…