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St. Mary’s Cathedral, Madurai, India: That Eve We Lost An iPhone

It had been a long day. The hubby and I were dragging our feet, wandering aimlessly. Brainlessly. We just trudged three kilometers from Gandhi Museum (still couldn’t get over their resident dinosaur) back to Palace Road. Earlier we also visited Meenakshi Amman Temple, Thirumalai Nayakkar Mahal, and Vandiyur Mariamman Teppakulam which are as tiresome to…

Sigiriya, Sri Lanka: Lion’s Rock

Third day, and already we were heading to our fourth Sri Lanka World Heritage Site. The country has eight. While I want to be all braggy about that (and the public transport near-death experiences we survived on the way to these sites), I reckon another incident deserves a brighter spotlight. A relationship milestone between me…

Islands Insider Special Preview

On the 21st of May, I found myself snickering alongside fellow travel bloggers, tucked cozily in the back rows of Greenbelt 3’s Cinema 5. We were catching up on our recent adventures. Everyone was scrubbed, and polished. Heck I even substituted my usual shabby harlem pants with them skinny jeans, and I could barely remember…

Tondol Beach, Anda, Pangasinan

Ratio of trike drivers to passengers, 13:3 ½. It was quarter to five in the afternoon and we just arrived at Anda’s sleepy terminal across the town market. Out of the 13 hopefuls, apparently there’s only one driver who could take us to our final destination. Or perhaps, the next one on queue, as the…

Photo Essay: Kasbah des Oudaïas And Le Tour Hassan, Rabat, Morocco

Crumpled and torn. Already battered, yet we were using it for the first time. Our toddler Luna prolly had too much fun playing with it. The map that Jahlil, our Couchsurfing host, doodled may not be Lonely Planet worthy but it served its purpose well. Which was to guide us through Rabat’s labyrinth-like walled medina…

Azalea Residences Baguio: Highland Holiday Haven

The aroma of bacon sizzling in its own fat wafted through the hallway. I sipped my fave instant coffee as I watched my folks tickle our daughter ’til she ran out of breath. Hubby was sprawled on the carpet, his eyes transfixed on the telly screen but couldn’t understand the Tagalog morning news show… Sweet…

Photo Essay: Geek Out At Intel Museum

Oh how crestfallen these geek parents were when we learned about Intel Museum’s temporary closure due to renovation during our visit in May of last year. It was our first time to step foot on San Francisco Bay Area’s famed Silicon Valley and aside from the hubby’s job interview, we only got our eyes set…

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