Travel By Heart: Day 03 – Same country, different language, one culture 03/03

A place connected by small wooden bridges.

A place connected by small wooden bridges.

I arrived at Lavezares which looks like a small town just before I get to Barobaybay, to make sure I’m going to the right direction I decided to ask the locals about the place. Apparently it’s a bit farther than I expected, they also mentioned that I will know that I’m headed the right direction when I’m taking a road that’s close to the coast. As I went on, I begin to notice poor conditions of the roads. Most are un-paved and parts of it are connected by wooden bridges.

Continue reading

Travel By Heart: Day 03 – Same country, different language, one culture 02/03

This is Samar

This is Samar

I arrived at the port at around dinner time. After getting-off from the the RO-RO I immediately went out to search for food, one of the best things about traveling here in the Philippines is the food, why? Because you don’t have to pay a huge amount of to get decent food, that is if you are not picky when it comes to what you eat. As for me I really like home cooked meals and here in the PH you will always find a “carinderia” a small place where you can eat where most of what they serve are home cooked meals.

Continue reading

Travel By Heart: Day 02 – Same country, different language, one culture 01/03

Slow down and you will find something interesting.

Slow down… you might find something interesting.

Time to go, tourists are starting to pour in. In a few minutes, this place will be filled with people taking selfies. I’m not exactly a people person, yes I might be able to talk to families and converse with individuals whom I don’t know. But there’s something about being in big crowds that really stresses me, I actually skipped two big events during my PH tour because of it. Continue reading

Travel By Heart: Day 01 – Not a lot is needed in order to give.

The other side of Mayon.

The other side of Mayon.

I’m on my way to Bicol now, there is some kind of itch within me that makes me want to leave the island of Luzon as soon as I can. I felt like I’m not having a proper adventure while I’m still here. I can ride to any part of Luzon anytime I wish because it’s just big island and I have been to the most notable places.

Continue reading

Wrangler True Wanderer Day 05: The Grit

 

The Grit

The Grit

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.

Continue reading