Going Places: Mt. Sembrano (Solo Hike) (Late late late post!)

Intended Publishing Date: February 19, 2015

Ever since I got back to climbing mountains again, I've been often asked why and I've thought long and hard for the answer but nothing substantial comes to mind. Fortunately I could borrow the words  of someone who wanted to conquer the extremes, George Mallory. He was asked before "Why do you want to climb Mt. Everest?" to which he retorted (and I firmly believe with every ounce of sarcasm he is capable of) "Because it's there." I am not saying that I can climb Mt. Everest, but I am not saying that I won't either. The human spirit is limitless, like the God that created it.

Cheese Stick Pesto or Classic Pandesal

It was a little after 5 in the afternoon and the sky promises of rain; I'm worried. I reread the last sms you sent and grunted, the gnawing sensation in the pit of my stomach is over-taking me and soon after a decision was made. I gathered my things, finished whatever I can and took note of the tasks that will have to wait till the next day. I calculated the time; if I leave at 6, I can reach your place a little after 8, I can go back to Manila 10 at the latest and still make it to our rehearsal that usually drag on till the wee hours of the night. I tried containing this unnamed feeling that started swelling in me after the decision was made. Whatever may happen, this will be the first time that I'll be seeing you properly after almost 5 months of absence. 

"Whatever happened to us?" 

I shoved down this thought somewhere deep in my unconscious, if I dwell on it I may not be able to control the shivering in my muscles and the mixture of panic and excitement that is about to burst out from my mouth. I try to limit the expectations, whatever mess we are both in won't be fixed with just one surprise visit. It won't be that easy and it will require you clarifying the murky waters of whatever it is going on between us, or not. 

Going Places: Bataan 1st Solo trip (Mt. Samat and Dunsulan Falls)

BATAAN GREEN LANDS

BACK STORY (because I need one)

I've always been envious of people who regularly go on  trips and just have an adventure. They post all of these pictures and experiences and I find myself on the side walk, just eating my heart out. With all that happened to me in the recent months I started craving to go to different places, however the fear of going alone fazed me. I constantly think that a lot of things can go wrong and that I may not be capable of going on a solo trip, however upon reading travel blogs I realized that like me (or somehow like me), they were beginners too, and the only thing different is that they took the first step in what is now a trend of young professionals who are more open to travelling and chasing down the opportunities of new experiences. Here's my feeble attempt.

One heck of a Ride

September 05, 2013 – Thursday

Yesterday may have been the day that I had my worst MRT trip ever. People seemed to forget that I am human being too, let alone a woman. So, while I was there, squished and trying my best to stifle my cries of agony, I realized that I have been using this means of transportation for the past 5 years. Yep, 5 years, 3 jobs and a lot pounds ago I was someone who was really amazed by the power and beauty of using the MRT.  Para sa akin noon, it speaks of freedom and being a grown up. Alam mo yung parang sa mga Hollywood movies, kung saan yung matatanda kapag pumapasok sa mga trabaho nila ay gumagamit sila ng subway. I was so drunken with the thought that I was actually doing something a grown up only could,  that di ko agad napansin na it’s a war out there.  So here are some of the stuff that I realized and observed sa kasasakay sa mechanical-uod na to, I’m sharing them to you para parang preparation na din. These are my opinions, each to his/her own ika nga.