Category: Travel
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Back from Kalibo
The past few days have been pretty awesome. I’m now back at home, trying to beat deadlines, unable to start a proper blog entry about the Ati-Atihan festival. Which is okay (for now), because I don’t know where to begin. There’s a lot I want to talk about! It was my first time to travel…
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Counting Stars
I know very little about stars and constellations. “That is the North Star,” my dad would say, pointing to a speck in the sky – far brighter than the rest, sure – but a speck, like all the others, nonetheless. The sky has a marvelous but complicated language of its own, which always leaves me…
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Climbing Mt. Pulag
It’s three days before Christmas, and I’m in a tent, shivering despite having four layers of clothes on. I’m wearing a bonnet, gloves, and two pairs of socks, yet I can still feel the cold (and yes, it does bother me). I’m starting to wonder if this is what hypothermia feels like. I roll over…
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In which I lose the words to adequately describe the sea
The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you can’t. – Christopher Paolini
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Hello 2014!
Around this time last year I was feeling dazed, confused, and scared. I had just gotten out of work and I was going over my plan for 2013 thinking, “Holy crap, you’re crazy! What are you going to do?” I had a vague idea of what I wanted to do, a few trips booked for…
Trish in Transit 