After finishing the 5 days of travel we were given a day to polish all of our entries, then comes the voting (waiting period). I did not campaign for myself anymore, I felt that I will just leave it up to the people on wether or not they think I deserve to win. Also I was going through some financial problems that needed my attention more than the competition. So in a way I just completely ignored it. Continue reading
Am I a wanderer? I’m still not sure, I don’t define myself. When I’m asked as to what I do, I often just tell them that I’m just a guy on a motorcycle travelling to different places with no labels nor expectations. I just travel with an open mind hoping to find challenges that can help me become a better version of myself.
I asked them how many islands were going to visit. They just answered “How many do you want to visit?”, I replied “How many are there?”. They answered “A lot”.
I will be riding a different mode of transport today. A small boat that will take me to different islands on the last sitio in Bordeos, which is San Rafael. I was fortunate enough to meet a family who went out of their way for me to experience this.
I have told you stories of ethnic tribes, boat rides and Filipino hospitality. I think it’s about time that I tell you about the story of the road, because if not for it I won’t be able to go anywhere. Continue reading
It seems that my struggles during the past two days is really about looking for a decent internet connection, so I went on to find that elusive thing that many of us from the city take for granted.
It sounds counterintuitive – I joined a contest about being a wanderer yet I traveled to a place where a lot of motorcyclist go to… But is “wandering” really about going to an exotic location and taking the road less traveled? To be totally honest, I’m not sure. But I do know one thing , every ride is different from the last one and I’m pretty certain that this will be as good if not better than the others.
I received an e-mail one morning from Wrangler congratulating me for being a finalist and that they are inviting me to a small send off party but before that, I should drop by at the Glorietta to pick some clothes and meet the other finalists. Yes, it sounds exactly like a movie. You win a competition and you go pick up clothes head to a bar then party. I kept on joking while I was at the store that there should be a soundtrack for all of this and the song that I had in mind was “I’m gonna be a supermodel”.
I recently joined a competition wherein I became a finalist. It has all to do with being a “Wanderer”. A word that has never crossed my mind in all the time that I have been travelling, until now. Apparently the competitions aim is to find a “True Wanderer”, whatever that means.