Trek From Mayoyao to Batad (Part II)
3 CommentsThis is Part II of the Trek From Mayoyao to Batad article. If you haven’t already seen Part I, check it out here. I had been in Southeast Asia for 5 months. I had hired guides to summit Mt. Merapi…
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This is Part II of the Trek From Mayoyao to Batad article. If you haven’t already seen Part I, check it out here. I had been in Southeast Asia for 5 months. I had hired guides to summit Mt. Merapi…
This is Part I of a 2 part series of a wondrous hike through the gorgeous 2000 year old paradise rice terraces of Mayoyao where one is not just a tourist but a family friend to the magnificent rising amphitheater…
Jogging in Manila requires that all human senses be maximized to full potential and then some. You will surely be evaluated and put through a personal examination that will fully test all human capabilities. Just so you know, you will…
The jaunt from Batad to Mayoyao took nearly eight hours and included hiking, walking down completely barren mud roads, keeping my footing while crawling over fresh landslides, swinging back and forth on creeping jeeps, and clenching on to highly unstable…
The overnight bus was slightly glacial (the aircon), the sharp winding curves were dizzying, but the morning sunshine that awakened me wriggling its rays through the green mountains was breathtaking. I was aboard a Florida Liner bus from Manila to…
Though I have been to only a fraction of Gawad Kalinga (GK) villages (if you are not sure what GK is check out Building Houses With Hope)(GK builds homes for the poorest of the poor in the Philippines giving people…
One hour, or three hours, depending on traffic conditions, and where from Metro Manila one is starting from, there is a small volcano, the smallest active volcano in the world known as Mt. Taal (slightly ironic as the world’s smallest…
“If you can smell the garbage, you are entering Payatas,” said Tita Silver, the mother of my host family. Our jeepney crackled through the streets amidst the hustle and bustle of vendors and commuters. The stank of garbage was in…