There are no walls — just the calming view of a mountain on the right, glistening soft sand below, and sparkling blue water in front cut in half by cloudy skies. Continue reading La Union overnight
“Kumakain kami ng bigas na basa ng baha. Hinuhugasan lang namin. Kahit anong mapulot namin sa kalsada na makakain, kinukuha namin…kahit mga namatay na baboy…” Continue reading Encounter with Yolanda Survivors, Part 1: Crucible Still Haunts Survivors After Three Years
3:30AM. We finally boarded from another gate. As we were about to get off the shuttle bus, heavy rains poured. This didn’t dampen our spirits, as there could not be any more misfortune worse than what we have just been through. Nothing can stop us from getting to our destination at that very moment.
Continue reading 11 hours at Gate 116
The day began at 3am, NAIA Terminal 3. All three of us were so sleepy, having had a few hours of sleep. We arrived in Mactan at 5:30, not knowing where exactly to go since the seminar starts at 9:30. I suggested that we check in at a cheap hotel so we can sleep for at least a couple of hours, then go back for … Continue reading 18 hours in Cebu
The only thing I know about our Mother’s Day weekend trip to San Antonio, Pundaquit, Zambales is that we will go camping and see Anawangin and Capones Island. What I didn’t expect was the numinous impression that Nagsasa Island would leave in my sensibilities. The Aeta community is doing a great job in keeping the entire area clean. I guess I have to thank my … Continue reading Yearning for Nagsasa