33 countries under her teeny crocheted belt. Some people think that, for her age, it ain’t nothing but a number. Sure, she can’t remember all the country names (and never correctly pronounced most of them). She can’t remember the tens of airports she passed through (though the memory lingers briefly for she’s got a photographic…
macau
Coloane Island, Macau: Cheoc Van Beach, Seac Pai Van Park and Giant Panda Pavilion
Photo Essay: The Venetian and City of Dreams, Macau
It’s “the most wonderful time of the year” and we’re miles away from home. Christmas in Oaxaca City, Mexico sort of resembles that of the Philippines’. Unfortunately, instead of getting rid of this nasty thing called homesickness, the merry atmosphere on the eve of the 24th aggravated it further more. Watching families stroll together around…
Random 11 of 2011
2011’s a year of fulfilling dreams: Living in Baguio, visiting India, backpacking with my parents, flying our daughter overseas for the first time, and finally kicking off our round-the-world vagabonding. Each waking day, I am thankful that everything’s falling into place and we never take this opportunity for granted. The hubby and I strive hard…
Review: Pousada de Coloane Beach Hotel, Macau
Our folks’ horrible night was over. My daughter’s harrowing day on the other hand, had just begun. The whole gang was in high spirits when we checked out of Sanva Hospederia, a century-old rundown hostel where we stayed overnight. The shabby rooms left most of us sleepless, and its resident mosquitoes marked our then seven-month…
Largo Do Senado: And The Family Chaos Continues
He was missing when we all hobbled out of our beds. Despite slumping into a coma late, my father awoke early. He was suffering from a terrible case of diarrhea, acquired days before flying out of the Philippines, yet his meekly obedient feet submitted to the command of the travel bug in him. He wandered…
Century-Old SanVa Hotel/Hospederia, Rua Da Felicidade
Meet My Backpacking Folks
I herded them past the terminal fee ticketing booth with much tribulation. They were fussing about the immigration form they had to fill out (and whinging about the travel tax and terminal fee even if they did not pay themselves). It was not my sister’s first time to fly overseas and she patiently assisted my…
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…
Snapshot Saturday: Street of Happiness
Rua da Felicidade or Street of HappinessDeserted, early in the morn. Macau’s ol’ red-light district. Coincidentally has buildings with red shutters. Some scenes in the flick Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom were shot here. Today we’re leaving SanVa Hotel (a one hundred year old crumbling hostel that sits on this street) for a…