Tag: Travel
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The Crowning Glory
“We actually didn’t want to bring you here first.” One of the boatmen has just jumped into the sparkling waters, a thick, blue cord in hand. Why not? I ask. “Because every other coral reef will seem ugly afterwards,” Guido shrugs. He points to the swimming boatman and explains we can’t drop anchor because the corals are shallow so he needs…
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The Meaning of Kawil
For the most part, it means sitting at the edge of the boat and waiting – until a gentle, almost imperceptible, tug urges you to wind up the string. Slowly now, carefully. “You got one!” I jerk it upward, and at the last minute, it pulls free and swims away happily. I look at the empty hook somberly. My companions…
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Waking Up
The hangover woke me up. The night before we had the quickest round of shots (electricity in Culion runs out after midnight, so drink up unless you want to drink in the dark). Afterwards, we clambered to our room and stared out the window, searching for the Big Dipper. The sky seemed to have misplaced it, so we…
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To the island of Culion
“We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently…
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A good reason to wake up at three in the morning
There are only three reasons why I would get up insanely early: 1. I need to cram for a deadline, 2. I want to watch the sunrise, or 3. I have to go on a trip. Fortunately, this one fell under the last category. I’ve had “Trek to Pinatubo” on my bucket list for the longest time, and…
Trish in Transit 