Shiawase ni narou.

The writer loves to circumnavigate the world alone. He loves going to out-of-the-way places and see extraordinary sceneries. He always brings his camera and its charger. He loves towers, bridges, trees and animals, Oh, he hates animals that can kill. He is a social animal. He loves speaking to people. He loves meeting cultures and traditions.


He is a self-confessed anthropologist and socio-political communicator. He dreams of having an overnight stay at Angkor Wat in Cambodia. He was born in Brunei Darussalam but never learned how to speak Malay. He is currently studying Nihonggo through his brother’s old modules.


He has two important blog sites, a private Facebook account and a semi-private Twitter account. He is a proud alumnus of the Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila (PLM) College of Mass Communication. He has a bunch of friends and he writes them in his notebook. He loves books, coffee and yogurt. He buys three notebooks a week with no purpose.


He was a sports writer for a national newspaper. He also contributes his stories to another national newspaper and hoping to be the editor-in-chief of his own newspaper. He is now working as a web writer in a web development and 3D animation company but he prefers to be called a digital media journalist. It sounds better.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

The Distant Land of My Father: Catanduanes






It all began when my brother bought me a plane ticket as a graduation gift. I really knew it would be a great summer vacation. It has been two years since the last time I visited my father's hometown, Virac, Catanduanes. I missed the food and the hospitality of Catandungans. When we arrived there, we immediately visited my relatives in Santa Cruz and Santa Elena. I found out that most of them now live in Canada and the United States. I also joined their annual Virac Procession and followed our family's own sacred figure, the Dolorosa. The people are still traditional and conservative. On the next day, we went to Kemji Resort and Restaurant. The place is just few blocks away from the Virac Airport. The place is good for backpackers after a long trip and to those who don't have a place to stay in Virac. I love the Black Forest Frappuccino reminiscent of Red Ribbon's frappe specialty. My experience in Catanduanes is really one of a kind. I really have the desire to travel across the country and see the beauty of each province.
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