Pinay Travel Junkie’s 2nd blogversary is happening in three days! By then the hubby, baby Luna and I will be wandering around New South Wales’ Blue Mountains because the day after my blogversary’s my birthday! I shall be partying like 31 is the new 21! And by “partying” I mean running through the bush like…
Author: Gay Mitra
Snapshot(s) Saturday: Postcard #3 Manly Beach, Sydney
BenCab Museum
A sack of rice, boxes of groceries, and baskets of farm produce queued along the jeepney aisle. Passengers reshaped shifted every time a new one squeezed in, like tetrominoes in a Tetris game. My legs were devoid of sensation and my arms tried to position themselves comfortably but to no avail. I was, after all,…
Snapshot Saturday: Bantayan The Beautiful
Serene stretch of pearly white beach. View from Sta. Fe Beach Club, Bantayan Island (Cebu, Philippines). Today’s glum weather in Sydney made us long for anything tropical. We’re on the 60th day of our homelessness and currently battling a visa matter. Once we’ve surpassed that, we’re off to our next destination! TweetShare This page was…
Tiruchirappalli To Madurai: Aboard India’s Modes of Transport
It seemed barely roadworthy. Had I not lived in the Philippines I would have felt uncomfortable in that rusty, rickety bus. Shervin and I sat at the very front, the unsafest seat (think head-on collision), but the one that offers the same unobstructed view of the road as that of the driver’s. Through the window…
Snapshot Saturday: Underground Mosque
Because we almost always map our own walking tours, getting lost is a regular occurrence for us. And getting lost is an awesome way to find underrated gems such as this underground mosque which we stumbled upon whilst searching for Taman Sari Castle in Yogyakarta. Reminds me of Tunisia, where some scenes of the Star…
San Juan, La Union: Newborn Meets Beach
My stomach lurched as the driver-gone-kamikaze did a suicidal overtake while speeding through a sharp curve. As if the zigzagging Naguilian Road was not enough to make me woozy. Such terrible decision boarding that aircon bus from Baguio to La Union. Closed windows always make me feel suffocated. Luna’s first time to wriggle her toes…
Snapshot Saturday: Postcard #2 Luna Park, Sydney
Century-Old SanVa Hotel/Hospederia, Rua Da Felicidade
Modern Day Hobo: Life Lessons From The Desert
“Fi gurfa?”, he asked in an impatient tone.“Mafi.”, I bit my lip feeling a bit restless.“Lesh?!”, a question I was anticipating.“Uhm…”, not sure how to explain myself. “Full. Baden.”“Okay, shukran.”, and he stalked off. I heaved a sigh of relief. I nervously glanced at my Moroccan boss who was eyeing me from afar. She nodded…