Going to Itbayat, the largest among the three islands of Batanes, can be a lot expensive especially when you’re traveling alone because of its distance being the last municipality in the northernmost part of the Philippines, literally the last frontier. But hear me, it’s all worth it! Just the boat ride alone is one thing you cannot forget for the rest of your life.
Rowjie wakes up at 5:00 AM. It is drizzling and still very cold. He wakes me up. I fixed myself and brushed my teeth. I did not dare take a bath because the water was too frikken cold. He calls the contact person of the MB Ocean Spirit at 5:30 AM; the person on the other line confirms that the 6:00 AM trip to Itbayat is pushing through this time. Yes! We’re sticking to our planned schedule. The trip the other day was cancelled because of the bad weather. At 5:45, we are on our way to the port, which is just a good 5-minute walk from our lodge.
If you’ve already been in a tiangge, then you’ve been to Phuket Weekend Market; the only difference is that the vendors speak a different language and ask for a payment in different currency.
I was really dismayed with Patong, Maya Bay, Bangla Road, and everything about Phuket but I gave it a second chance. And it wasn’t bad at all because I definitely enjoyed this second visit.
All the girls in our group were having fun as we rode a paddle board and pretended it was a banana boat. To make it more realistic, we wore life vests. Iggy was pulling the board into the deeper part of Banol Beach while Emma, who was seated in front, was rocking it back and forth. We were laughing as if there was no tomorrow; other visitors we don’t know were laughing too as we all fell off the board.
If you feel like skipping Phnom Penh as part of your upcoming Cambodia trip because of its depressing and tragic past, let me then give you a rundown of what you’ll be missing. Especially in the Choeung Ek Genocidal Center aka The Killing Fields, the part that says a lot about the dark period of Kampuchea.
My heart beats faster than normal. I am filled with sadness and hatred as I write this. It has been a year since we set foot in Phnom Penh but I can still completely recall what we witnessed there. Never in my life had I been in a place so solemn yet tragic. Choeung Ek Genocidal Center notoriously known as The Killing Fields did it for me.
Me and Rowjie were never the sweet type. He doesn’t give me chocolates and flowers and I do not write him love letters. Our marriage was a mutual agreement and needed no proposal and engagement. So when our friend Boom informed us of his intentions to propose to his long-time girlfriend, Joie, we got stoked. Marriage proposal in Boracay? It’s the shiznit! He said he just wanted to plainly do it while they are parasailing in Boracay. Then off we went to Boracay!
Saw the whole thing, dude. First you were all like “whoa”, and we were like “whoa”, and you were like “whoa…” – Crush, Finding Nemo