So you have finally found the balls to book a one way ticket to your dream destination with an uncertain date of flying back home. Give yourself a pat on the back because you have done the first step most people your age are afraid to take. Now what to do next?
Tucked somewhere in the cooler side of Cavite is a place that serves homemade Vietnamese dishes. Bawai’s Kitchen is all homegrown and by the stimulating aroma of fresh spring rolls being made as we walked inside its doors, we didn’t have to question its authenticity.
Oh, Pico de Loro. You summoned me and I came to you to seek for answers, bringing along 10 other souls who may have also needed your blessing that day. Our main objective, to see if we are capable and brave enough to stand taller than your summit.
Even before I hopped on a bus to Dagupan, my drag twin Mica have already insisted we try out a bite of this local Pangasinan dish. With the name ‘Pigar-Pigar‘, both taste and appearance left a question mark on my face. I couldn’t help but wonder how my taste buds would find it.
When Mica told us that we’d be spending a night at The President Hotel, I was a bit excited as it produced an image in my head that the place would look similar to the Malacañang Palace. But when we arrived at it’s driveway, it wasn’t exactly how I expected it.
I was terribly exhausted for the day not because we did anything strenuous before but due to the heat of the sun in Dagupan. No matter how light an activity is, the temperature will drain the energy out of you. Still, I insisted we do the Dawel River Cruise that afternoon.
There’s just something more to Patar Beach than its golden sand that makes me want to visit it over and over again. Okay, a part of it is because I only have to shell out a budget of P1,500 every time I go there. Sand, sea, smiles, and sunsets. Cheap thrills, I say.
I forced persuaded Josh and Mica to take me back to Calasiao for two reasons: The first was to get a second date with one of the largest churches in Pangasinan, the other was to shove some white gold down my throat. Something white, sticky, and sweet, just the way I like it.
Two years ago, I vowed to return to Calasiao just to take better photos of their church. During my first visit, both of us were closed off to each other. The main church doors were locked, while I was too apathetic, tired, and cranky to even care. Later that day, I realized what I missed [...]
When we were in Subic, we didn’t go and look for the quirkiest cafes or hole-in-the-wall restaurants. I’m not even sure if such exists in the Subic Bay Freeport Zone and unfortunately, we didn’t have enough time to pick a more adventurous alternative. But that doesn’t mean we were left hungry during our short overnight [...]
