CORDILLERA BLISS
From Legacy Gym, I trade the sun, sea, and sand of Boracay for the cold, fog, and verdant mountainous landscape of Baguio City, all the way up north in the Cordillera Autonomous Region. My glaring tan lines are shockingly out … Continue reading CORDILLERA BLISS
LEGACY GYM BORACAY RD 2: A DIFFERENCE WITHOUT DISTINCTION
It has been done. My second and possibly final trip to Legacy Gym Boracay this year comes to a close. I am equal parts happy and somewhat alienated to report that this leg is quite incomparable to my first visit. … Continue reading LEGACY GYM BORACAY RD 2: A DIFFERENCE WITHOUT DISTINCTION
FORTUNATELY, PAYBACK IS STILL DELICIOUS
In Legacy Gym Boracay, I choose to eat on my own every after training. Not to avoid social interaction but just to ensure my eating habits does not land too far from the intense daily training. While I can be … Continue reading FORTUNATELY, PAYBACK IS STILL DELICIOUS
PICKING UP THE PIECES IN LEGACY GYM BORACAY
What is a place like me doing in a girl like this? Last week, I arrived in beautiful Boracay Island and have been living and training muay thai here in Legacy Gym Boracay. Coming off injuries, the experience is more … Continue reading PICKING UP THE PIECES IN LEGACY GYM BORACAY
PIZZA IS FOREVER BUT NOT FOR LONG
Proper food is the cure to all ills, I have always maintained. But I admit “proper” is highly debatable. In my case, it is usually dairy crack, heaps of pasta, and an abundance of chicken wings. The bingeing is supposed … Continue reading PIZZA IS FOREVER BUT NOT FOR LONG
PUERTO GALERA, PLEASE
Maybe I have been too spoiled with immaculate beaches that White Beach in Puerto Galera falls short to amuse me. It is uninspiring. To put it benignly. The beach is not white enough and the coast is not long enough. … Continue reading PUERTO GALERA, PLEASE
AND THEN THERE WERE NONE
Isn’t it amazing, how the main draw of this beautiful island is… Blood. There is hardly any romance in walking around Corregidor Island. It is 73% depression and 27% also depression. On this rock The Philippines fell to the Japanese. … Continue reading AND THEN THERE WERE NONE
VICTORY IN PAOAY
Sand. Images that come to my mind are beaches. And litter boxes. Far from the unique expanse of the Paoay sand dunes. So. Much. Sand. Hollywood could have shot Hologram for the King here. Two hours from Vigan, the town … Continue reading VICTORY IN PAOAY
THE KING OF THE NORTH
Falling in love with bagnet happens like this: a glowing cauldron with oil on a rolling boil that can skin you alive is tended by a man using an enormous makeshift sieve from a piece of wood and the … Continue reading THE KING OF THE NORTH
GOLD IN PLAZA BURGOS
Typical. Plaza Burgos in Vigan, Ilocos Sur mirrors every other old town square in The Philippines. But the street food stalls lining its one side fanned my anemic interest into excitement. It is like mining for gold. The treasure … Continue reading GOLD IN PLAZA BURGOS
