Mountains
A Memorable Day at Quitinday Green Hills Eco-Park
Though sometimes called “Bicol’s Chocolate Hills”, Quitinday Green Hills offers a unique kind of charm with its uneven collection of hills and 360-degree views of lush landscapes, with Mayon Volcano…
Riding The Faultlines of Cavite
How a man with no plan found grit, growth, and unlikely kinship…
A Memorable Day at Quitinday Green Hills Eco-Park
There’s always a certain kind of magic when you visit a place…
Demystifying Mount Ilihan
From its cloud-crowned peak, I understood why someone as particular as Neil…
Hiking Sulu’s Highest Peak
While on a boat to Tawi-Tawi in 2017, we passed by the…
Travel
Why Boracay, Palawan, and Siargao Continue to Rank Among the World’s Best Islands
A recent readership poll reveals leisure travelers consider these three…
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The Seeds We Plant in Place Bloom Long After We’ve Left
“Tatay, the weather is perfect outside,” he said, pointing at the fog that cascaded through the window like the ebbing…
Baguio’s New Glow
What sets Baguio apart is that its artistic language remains proudly folk. Here, beauty speaks in wood carvings, woven threads,…
Why Climb Mt. Apo? | My Labored Ascent to the Rooftop of the Philippines
An arduous journey to the Philippines’ highest peak reveals that sometimes, there needs to be no reason for climbing mountains…
Climbing the Terraces of Batad
Though challenging and strenuous, climbing the Batad Rice Terraces is a worthy adventure if you are looking for a combination…
Sagada: Came as a Clueless Outsider, Left as a Better-Informed Guest
“My return to Sagada made me realize that it’s not that the Igorot don’t want tourists at all. They only…
Seeking Adventure in Calayan Island
Free from distractions and modern amenities, Calayan’s rural charm, rugged terrain, and off-grid life serve as a reminder to live…
The Forest Is Where Wounds Mend
“Breath vapor escaped from my mask as the balmy streets of Kias, still wet from days-long downpour, were covered in…
Buscalan and Scars of Happiness
“I closed my eyes for a while, the taps and the raw, pricking pain in rhythmic sync. I witnessed her…
Where the Gods Play
“From where we were in the deciduous forest, hundred-year-old trees swallowed everything in their deep, dark bellies: the moon’s faint…