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>> Tuesday, June 02, 2015

"Everybody knows the moon is made of cheese..."
-Wallace and Gromit

Tonight's moon in six shots.

Hashbrown no filter. Photoshop was used only to put all shots together.


Quick Summer Getaway

>> Friday, May 01, 2015

Going to the beach to cool off is the most logical activity to do during the summer. The water is refreshing, the sea breeze is cool, and the sound of the waves is relaxing to the ears. It was what I needed for the longest time, even it was just for two days.

It has been a while since the family went on a vacation. We always go to the beach, but only to do errands for a relative. We pass by a beach resort as a stopover for lunch, stay a few hours, then go on our way for errands. It's not considered as a vacation because everything is rushed. The opportunity came when my mum decided that she wanted a getaway and some members from her side of the family were available too. On with the road trip!

We had two major activities for the trip. First was to visit the Mount Samat National Shrine in Pilar, Bataan. I visited the shrine a couple of years back with the former officemates and I wanted to visit again to look for a different view. It was the first time for -- I think -- 99% of the family so they were excited to check out a piece of history.

Because we had senior citizens with us, we decided to take a pass on the long climb up the mountain. Thank the gods that there was a road on the side of the mountain that led up straight to the shrine. We took a few photos, went up 26+ storeys high that humongous cross, and enjoyed the oh-so cold air. We also visited the Shrine at the entrance of the area which served as a remembrance to the Filipino and American soldiers who died during the Battle of Bataan in the World War II.

Kagitingan = Valor

You have to take an elevator to get to the top of the cross

So much greens from the top

Ceiling detail

Waiting for our turn to go up the shrine was made into a mini photoshoot session for the niece Dani and cousin Iyah

Down to the side of the shrine was a museum which I missed the first time I visited. It had pictures from the war, the different kinds of the weapons used, clothes by the soldiers, and even copies of the exchanges between the military and the American government. It was tough looking through the pictures because you would see how much the soldiers suffered during the war, especially when they were tortured by the Japanese.

(L) Dani and (R) my dad (the huge war geek) giving my mum a history lesson

Switchboard which was used as a form of communication

Medals of Gen. Peralta

Bazooka and a power crank

I suggest that when you drop by the museum, get a historian or find a tour guide to put things in context and perspective. I would've stayed longer to read the letters and the descriptions but the museum was about to close for the day.

After the history lesson, it was time to finally unwind with our second activity. I did not take as much pictures as I planned because as soon as we dropped our bags in the room, we immediately changed into our swim suits and hit the waves.

Me and the Iyah after our first dip in the ocean. The other cousin, a nephew and a niece were inside the room. They were all leeching internet from my phone. lol #ateproblems

At the end of the day

Ring over the ball of fire

We spent the rest of the night star gazing on the sandy shore. I was supposed to take a star trail shot because the sky was clear and all the stars were twinkling brightly but laziness got to me. I just sprawled there on the sand while Iyah forced me to listen to 5 Seconds of Summer. hahaha

Woke up early and as soon as I had a quick breakfast, it was back in the water.

Tide in, tide out

Played babysitter for the nephew Deanne. I was able to take pictures while I took a break from swimming. That was when I turned two shades darker.

Some kid who was content playing in the sand. She didn't want to go in the water.

The Atenean and the LaSallite feet. lol

Who did it better? lawl.

Now that I'm back in Manila (this post is 15 days overdue), I miss the beach. The city heat is such a torture especially in the afternoons that my body is craving for the cool water. If only the beach was just an hour away, I'd be hanging out by the sandy shores while I do both work and schoolwork. BRB apparating.


A B for C and D

>> Saturday, January 31, 2015

A, B, C, D.
Crissy and

badum-dum-tssss. lol I am sorry for that.

Crystal clear water and fine white sand. Boracay is considered to be one of the best beaches in the Philippines (and I believe even in the world) and I'm sure anyone would fall in love with the beautiful scenery that Boracay has to offer. Crissy and Damian fell in love with the place the first time they visited a couple of years back, that they decided to invite their friends and family (mostly from Australia), and celebrate their union there.

It was also the farthest wedding that I have attended to date.

Day One: First footprint on the white sand

Tita Mimi, Tita Mercy, Jovel and I were up at 4 AM, feet rushing to catch our 6:20 AM flight. The sunrise greeted us while we were up in the air and the view was spectacular. However, the plane ride was not comfortable. Small planes + loud propellers + wind = me and my praning self. So I just distracted myself by taking pictures of the sun rays hitting the bed of clouds.

For the first timers, I recommend that you get the Southwest Tours for the airport to island transfer, especially if you're kind who'd be scared of pump boats with open windows. To get to the island, you'll have to take a shuttle from the airport to the port, ride a boat, then ride another shuttle to your hotel. Ninety percent of the people ride the pump boat which is the usual public transportation. It's pretty much safe if you want to be adventurous and travel like a local.

The pump boat

The boat transfer for the Southwest Tour is a ferry. The passenger area is airconditioned and enclosed. So when the waves are rough, you won't feel seasick that much. The fee is 400 each person for the whole transfer. It's not that bad if you're thinking about safety.

Once we were dropped off at the hotel, the first order of the day was to look for food. We travelled with empty stomachs so by the time we arrived at Boracay, we were tired and hungry.

Look who came with us on our trip!

Woo food.

We spent the rest of the day checking out the beach, covering part of Station 2 and 3. The whole stretch is categorized by stations. There are more people and more party places at stations 3 to 5, while stations 2 and 1 are like the resting and quiet places. That's just my observation on a non-peak season.

A room with a view... of the other rooms

Go Blue

"text-text lang sa beach pag may time"

Some of the souvenir items that they sell by the beach

Met up with Nikki and Monique (who stayed in another hotel) and took a dip in the ocean. We didn't stay long because the water was too cold to swim in. It was also low tide so even if we were already so far away from the shore, the water barely went up our chests.

Cloudy for a sunset shot, but it still produced a gorgeous sky shot

By night time, the beach is filled with performers.

Zonked out at 10 PM, which is early for a place known for partying. Lola mode. I'm not a night person. harhar

Day Two: "I do."

It's time to get ready for the main reason why we travelled far: the wedding!

Edge doesn't look too happy to be under the sun for a picture

Tita Mimi's shoesies

Dolled up

No Pooh and Edge, it is not your wedding

Cousin, Aunt and Uncle aka the bride's family

Shortest ceremony ever: Just after 10 minutes, Crissy and Damian were declared an official couple.

The cute niece

Cousin and niece, dad and daughter

Crissy and Damian were lucky that the weather cooperated with them that they were able to take gorgeous sunset couple shots.

Ticked off the photo list: take a picture of the sunset!

Day Three: The Last Goodbye

Even without sleep, Jovel and I were up at 5:30 AM to spend the last few hours by the water. We walked the whole stretch, even reaching up to Station 1. RIP feet. But we got to see what the place was about and see how the locals make their living out of tourism.

I cannot imagine this filled with people during the peak season. It must be claustrophobic.

Clean up crew!

Dogs of Boracay

The failed jump shot turned frolic shots

Boracay is indeed a lovely place, as long as you pick the best time to visit. As someone who prefers to be in a place with less people, January was perfect for me. I think I'm not gonna survive the peak season during Holy Week or summer, where the whole of Manila transfers there for a vacation. The place is also too commercialized for me because the whole shoreline is filled with restaurants, party places, hotels, and stores. It's too noisy for a beach, especially when night time hits. Some restaurants have videoke machines and the noise just rings in my ears. It's as if I never left home. lol Good thing our hotel was far from the noise and we were able to sleep soundly during our stay.

However, I like the culture and the environment that the people of Boracay has created for tourists -- both foreigners and Filipinos alike. The locals are very welcoming and they treat all visitors equally, may you be from the Philippines or from other countries. They're honest, helpful and warm. There are no cat callers and no one cares if you're laying on the beach with your whole back exposed to the sun, no one cares what your body type is, and no one cares what you're wearing to swim.

And how can you not admire the beautiful beach. I live in a country where the beaches are the bomb. Hashtag no filter.


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