I don’t know if it’s just me, but this WordPress migration thing is not as easy as it looks! (Maybe it’s just me cos code to me looks like alien language) In the past week, you guys actually moved twice. Yes, twice! Bet you didn’t even know it huh? I really hope you didn’t though […]Read more "Movin’ and Shakin’"
Hello my lovelies, I’d just like to announce that I will soon be moving my blog to a self-hosted site with WordPress.org. Since I have no idea what the hell I’m doing, this blog may experience a few bugs once in a while and may not be as seamless… or not. I really have no […]Read more "The Big Move"
4am. The world was sound asleep. It was pitch black beyond the lone bulb on my room’s terrace. I sat beneath the light, my bags packed, waiting for the driver to take me back to the Bali International Airport, about two hours away. The epic journey, Indochina 2014, was about to end. The silence around […]Read more "The Sun Sets on a Journey"
There were tiny knots in my stomach as I watched Bali’s landscape morph from the concrete blocks of the urban jungle into green pastures and rice fields of the countryside. With every corner we turned I felt the ropes of comfort thin out and stretch, getting ready to snap at any moment. I left my […]Read more "Suksma Amed. Love, A Lone Traveler"
In keeping with our trip’s theme of painful country transfers, our way from Myanmar to Indonesia was a long and dragging affair. It wasn’t without its highlights though. It started with the best bus ride of my life. The bus gods made up for all the bus nightmares by giving us a bus with reclining […]Read more "Magic in Bali"
Let me take a commercial break from my travel posts for a little promotion. Parallel Planets is a web-zine run by young creatives who have very distinct visions and very unique interpretations of reality. It’s an arts and literature hub of sorts and a repository for alternative, edgy, and fresh events in pop culture. Naturally, […]Read more "Parallel Planets"
There was something cinematic about the clunking of hooves against pavement as the horse drew our cart across Old Bagan. Dawn was coming, and across the indigo sky the sun slowly stretched its rays in streaks of pink and orange. We were still laughing hysterically at the turn of events right after we got off […]Read more "Postcards From Bagan"
Fantastical and exotic images filled my mind as our plane descended onto the runway at Yangon International Airport. Myanmar was my most anticipated destination in our trip because it seemed so far removed and untouched. Having just “reopened” to the rest of the world several years back, it has yet to be eaten up by […]Read more "Yangon Imagery"
My chest tightened as the bus pulled up into the 4am frenzy of Bangkok’s Southern Terminal. Three quarters of the journey was finally done, but ahead lay the most precarious leg yet. Thirty-two hours straight we had been traveling: Luang Prabang to Vientiane to Nong Khai to Bangkok – all done by land; and now […]Read more "Koh Phangan, My Thai Spirit Guide & Traveling Too Fast"
My friends Nica, Bernice, and I left Dien Bien Phu in a whirlwind 24 hours after our fateful arrival. We were properly scrubbed, rested, fed, and properly ready to get the hell out of there. We boarded the bus to Luang Prabang, Laos at 7am, and excitedly waited for the next leg of our journey […]Read more "Postcards from Luang Prabang"