I woke up next to someone new. And I wasn’t sure if we were even introduced. The scent of salty hair hung in my nostrils, and for a moment, I couldn’t recall where I was. I tried to rise but a pang in my head made me plop back down the bunk. The pain disabled…
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Luna, La Union: Hitching A Ride With An Infant
Backpacking With A Baby
And I thought backpacking with a baby bump is cumbersome. Traveling with a newborn or infant is on a higher level of difficulty – well, more like on a different insane dimension… much challenging than the countless treks I did (no matter how long they lasted), or getting lost in translation, or hopping on dodgy…