Just like Japan, and most other developed countries, I love how South Korea could straddle both their history and their progress while letting both sides of their identity shine. During my visit, I was able to see many chapters of their story as well as the different personalities they took on over time.Read More
By the time we arrived in Myeongdong, where we stayed for the duration of the trip, it was early evening. The sun had been gone for hours, and the breeze still a constant. After five steps from the station, I wanted out.Read More
I got published on Sonderer’s Magazine!
It’s a short creative non-fiction piece on the diversity of the Philippine diaspora. Read it here.
I’d love to hear your thoughts on it too. Leave it at the comments section below.
It was 3pm. The Mexican sun was scorching hot as we stood on the empty dock at the Puerto Los Cabos Marina. We were supposed to board the boat now. But it was nowhere in sight.Read More
I woke up early that morning with some jitters in my belly. I would be snorkeling with sea lions today. And while I’m never one to say no to adventure, I always find myself asking “Is this going to kill me?”.Read More
The heat hit me like a brick wall the moment I exited the San Jose del Cabo Airport. I heard Mexico’s air was supposed to be dry, but the humidity was so thick it felt solid when I breathed. All too familiar, I thought. Like I was back home again.Read More
That’s right, I just got a photo published on Lonely Planet Traveller’s November issue. It’s a photo of a farmer’s market in the Okanagan Valley, which was included in their monthly Instagram picks for #LPPostcards.Read More
It was too short. That sums up my visit of Kyoto. Bad weather on top of tight viewing schedules and complicated bus transfers resulted in only a few hours in the city. Thus we missed the Fushimi Inari Shrine, the long stretch of beautiful, red torii gates, and the Arashiyama Bamboo Grove – two of Kyoto’s…Read More
A gust of wind hit my face like a sharp slap as I stepped out of the warmth of New Osaka Hotel. The morning was blustery, almost 0 degrees C, a true winter morning. We marched to the Shin-Osaka Station across the street, gloved hands in pockets and heads bowed against the cold.Read More
Eighteen months. That’s how long it’s been since these photos were taken. Too long ago, to be honest. I’d much rather be back here now, staring out the Shinkansen window at the blazing countryside, seeing the face Japan takes for late Spring.Read More