I had my whole year planned before this pandemia broke out.
I was going to South Korea with my girls to set crawl all the Kdrama locations we’ve watched, we had a long list and even rented a traditional Korean House (Hanok) to level up the feels, was also contemplating on extending my stay to catch that BTS concert.
I was looking forward to singing my lungs out at Alanis Morisette’s Jagged Little Pill tour in Manila with my best friend.
I was really excited to celebrate my birthday with my boys in Singapore, it would’ve been our first international trip that’s just the four of us.
I was booked to go back to New Zealand, together with my sister and brother-in-law this time, to see our cousins and we had half of a month’s worth of road trips and hiking mapped out.
And along with the rest of the world, my life’s been on pause since March.
The country was put on quarantine and it was a scene out of a dystopian movie. The streets ran empty. A daily dose of deafening silence. There was little to no movement at all and police and military visibility made it a little bit more intense.
Businesses started closing, a chunk of employees were retrenched, a number of companies filed for bankruptcy and every morning, on my way to work, passing by boarded up stores, closed down shops, countless checkpoints and empty roads, I would feel my chest tighten. It was so disheartening and frustrating to sit with a government unwary of what to do, a total shit show run by a couple of clowns with misplaced priorities.
Even when the quarantine was lifted, whenever I see people wearing masks and face shields, I get emotional. It’s just so different from how life was and it gets depressing.
Claustrophobia slowly choking, I’ve somehow developed really bad anxiety and it doesn’t help that we’re surrounded with so much negative noise and slammed with constant uncertainty. We are made to tread on thin ice, waiting for some sort of disaster to surface and it’s suffocating, sometimes a little too overwhelming, other times a too little heavy it might crack.
Never imagined I’d be dating Melatonin on weekend night outs instead.
It has always been “my month.”
I’m supposed to be somewhere unexplored doing something crazy or borderline stupid enough to scream what the fuck did I get myself into, and those have always been the best times.
But I have to settle with home for now. And surprisingly, the slow pace is kind of refreshing when the calm sets in. I have so much time on my hands that I run out of time, if that even makes sense.
And to those who understand my need to get away, thank you for taking me out even if it was just a quick flight up steep stairs to a cold dip in the pool under the rain with a foggy view,
or a short drive up North to grab coffee,
or a brisk 10-minute hike to the Twin Falls…viewing deck.
Those brief moments really meant so much to me in more ways than you know.
Day trip to Danjugan on our 2nd day and since it’s habagat season, the waves were seriously crazy. I was just waiting for our boat to be wiped out.
But we made it!
Ramram, our guide briefed us about the island. It’s a 43 hectare island and marine sanctuary that is made up of 90% limestone forests. It was once a threatened and over-fished area but with the efforts of The Philippine Reef and Rainforest Conservation Foundation, Inc., the island has been restored to maybe it’s purest form, providing asylum to many wildlife species.
Me and Jobelle trekked while Miel and Pam took the boat to Moray Lagoon.
And we went snorkeling! Saw some sea snakes, moray eels, giant clams and lots of different fish and corals.
We had a slight scare when it was time to go back when our guide told us that the winds were really strong and just to wait for advise from the boat operator if we could actually dock at the resort or divert to somewhere else. I thought we’ll be stranded. Thank God the waters calmed.
I’ve been best friends with these crackheads for almost 3 decades now. They’ve seen the best and the ugly and the great and the nasty parts of me. They have suppressed strangling me countless of times because of my stubbornness and my twisted way of thinking because we are all weird somehow, but I know despite, they will always have my back. They hear my silence, they see my shadows, and they never judge.
We may not always see each other or talk to each other, but we’ll always have August. (CHAROT!) Virtual hugs!
As I’ve said, I stopped celebrating my birthdays when I turned 20. And ever since family and friends would throw me surprise parties where, for the most of it, I would come under-dressed or unprepared, obviously. I am not really big on surprises but I’ve always appreciated their efforts, even when it’s also finding a good enough excuse to see each other and get drunk.
Every year, on my birthday, for the past couple of years, I leave and go on an adventure. This year, I was gone for 12 days so when I came back, friends were planning to get together as we haven’t seen each other for months. Honestly I was still so tired from all the hiking and chasing missed flights that I did not respond to text messages or calls. I seriously just wanted to lie in bed. They kept planning and I kept ditching, I had so many excuses.
But then, they know me too well. They asked me to have dinner at this new ramen place, Nezu, and I caved.
Went to get some drinks at Urit after dinner and the waiter blew their surprise (hahaha). He was like, “Ipagwa ko na maam ang cake or karon lang na i-surprise?” (Maam, do I take out the cake now or later as a surprise?), while I was sitting there and Elaine was like, just take it out.
Thank you friends for letting me blow my cake! Group hug!
I stopped celebrating my birthdays when I turned 20 for silly reasons most people wouldn’t really understand. Not that interesting so don’t be curious.
Every year, on my birthday, I leave and go on an adventure and for the last leg of this quarter life crisis, I went to Middle Earth. 12 days full of missed flights, stairs, bottles of wine, herds of cow, flocks of sheep, steak, steep trails, fish and chips, broken luggage, sorting baggage, magnificent views and loads of fun!
Flew Qantas. Flight from Manila was delayed so I missed my connecting flight and was stranded in Sydney airport for a few hours. Booked the next available flight to Auckland. Fortunately, my Wellington flight got moved to a later schedule so I did not miss it. Good thing there was also free booze on board, good enough compensation to the exhausting sprint I had to make to my connection only to arrive to a closed gate.
After 13 hours of flying…
Northern Island winter road trip
The places we went to on our 10-day road trip from Wellington to Auckland.
My cousin and her husband cooking me up a feast at their new home and what a coincidence that a friend of mine from way back also lives in the same suburb as them! She saw my Instagram stories arriving in Wellington and messaged me. Chance meet up of course and she also brought me 3 bottles of wine haha!
Road to Cape Palliser, such picturesque views outside my window!
We passed by some wild seals too! Stopped by the side of the road and took some pictures of these cuties. Careful enough not to get too close as some curious pups were growling at me haha.
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Mount Victoria lookout
360-degree scenic views of Wellington. Always chasing sunsets.
Te Papa Museum
Did not finish exploring and will need to go back!
When you love Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit, you just have to visit this place. Home of the talented people behind these amazing conceptual designs and visual effects.
Passed through this town going to Castlepoint. The town features over 20 wineries, most within cycling and walking distance of the village square.
We stopped here for late lunch and some wine tasting. I am not a wine person but this place is definitely a must go to. Wine and food, superb.
This small beach-side town on the Wairarapa coast is just beautiful.
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Road crossing to Ruapehu district. Landscape of the Northern Island is so diverse. Majority of the road trip, all I see is lush green forests and cattle and sheep ranches. Then we come to this. Both sides covered with low scrublands and snow capped Mount Ruapehu, Mount Tongariro and Mount Ngauruhoe as backgrounds.
It was snowing when we arrived and first snow fall experience for these kids in the 7 years they’ve been living in New Zealand haha! Pretty winter wonderland.
Parked our car by the hotel. We took a bus up to Mount Ruapehu as the road was very slippery and we did not bring chains.
The Huka falls—largest falls in the Waikato river. The flow rate from the water drop of the falls could fill up 8 olympic size pools in roughly a minute. Amazeballs.
Relaxed in the silica enriched thermal pools as we were dead tired from all the walking and hiking. There is also a walk where you get to experience a recreated Maori settlement, said to have settled some 1,000 years ago, drawn by the thermal activity and the abundance of food. They believed that the hot pools contained healing powers and therapeutic benefits. Amazingly, the houses are so small and considering that most Moari are largely built people.
Wai-O-Tapu (Māori for sacred waters) is an active geothermal area by the Taupo volcanic zone, some 27 kilometers south of Rotorua.
Whakarewarewa Forest – The Redwoods
Magnificent stands of towering native and exotic trees in this beautiful forest.
Lake Tikitapu (Blue Lake)
Lake Tikitapu is also known as “Blue Lake” because of its gorgeous sapphire waters.
This magnificent structure used to be an elegant spa retreat called the Bath House in 1908 and was later on converted into a museum and art gallery. Sadly, this beauty closed in 2016 for seismic strengthening and remains closed til now.
Where else to celebrate the last leg of my quarter life crisis but at the lush pastures of the Shire in Middle Earth?
Waitomo Glowworm Caves
I swear we went. They just did not allow us to take photos. According to our Maori guide, the glowworms are sensitive to light and sound which is why they prohibited use of cellphones and cameras and also, said gadgets are expensive and they do not want to be spelunking the caves just to retrieve these.
Grabbed some pictures from Google Images (maybe back when it was still allowed to take photos, I dunno).
The only photos we were able to take — exit of the cave and the entrance to the souvenir shop.
What an awesome day! Ate truffle burgers and truffle fries for dinner, lazed at our Airbnb by the lake and downed 2 bottles of wine. Happy birthday to me!
It was really nice that the guy by the escalator going up the tower told us to check the skies first before deciding to pay more than $20 and just be disappointed. It was raining nonstop and was really cloudy. We did not go up. We went shopping instead lol.
Went shopping at Dress Smart and had dinner at Ramen Takara because it’s my last night and everybody knows how much I love ramen hahaha.
Arrived around 10pm in Manila, stayed at my best friend’s place, was so exhausted fell asleep the moment I went to bed and was snoring. Went to church the next day (thank you LORD for my awesome vacation), had lunch at Soru (always) and flew home to Bacolod in the afternoon.
And I feel like I’m still hungover.
Thank you to Krissy and Alvin for my room (haha) and for going on this trip with me, Micmic for seeing me in Wellington and bringing vino, Aubrey for meeting me in Auckland, Ching and Patrick for letting us stay at your ginormous place and Ilaine and Bambi for coming out for ramen and dessert. 12 days is tooooo short! I wish I was on vacation 24/7.
Stick with the people who pull the magic out of you, not the madness.
Vacation from my vacation (lol).
My best friends are home and it’s been too long since we’ve been together in one place, us four, so no matter how exhausted and hungover and sun burnt I was, I just had to fly over because it’s always refreshing to be with my walking diaries and I needed to write down a few more stories. 😂
From a week long of drinking to a weekend of tea dates. I look like shit hahaha 😂
It was just a weekend of catching up and swimming parties and pool wars and competitive racing and cards against humanity and heads up. 😂
And we were 10 again.
Hung out with Tita Chiqui at her cafe, Tilde in Poblacion. Best merienda place, everything is just so yummy!
And dinner with these lovely ladies.
Fourth grade all over again (plus two pitchers of Mango Mojito, one pitcher of Sangria, one bottle of Cabernet and one bottle of Cuervo).
August babies 🎂
Short but sweet, I still have sepanx up to now. No dull moments here. Thank you so much for the weekend! I’m missing you guys already. ❤️
If everyone should know, my birthday falls on a month dubbed as tiempo muerto meaning dead time. August is that time of the year where your funds are low, harvest season is months away and skies are always gloomy. Chinese even believe it’s not the best time to move to a house, start a business or get married. I’m not Chinese though, but still..
I always have a hard time planning what to do on my birthday because what I usually want can’t be done during this time of the year BUT I always end up spontaneously doing something fun. 😄
So anyway, me, my sister and her husband booked a flight to Manila for the weekend to celebrate my birthday and since I like to hike every once in a while, I signed us up for a Tinipak River trip with Jeron Travel. So timely that we will be in Manila during the trip and I’ve always wanted to visit the place.
Day 1 | August 3
Since I’m with Chinese people, dimsum and congee in Binondo and of course can’t miss Masuki’s mami, yum!
After that feast, we went to Banawe to my BIL‘s friend’s store to buy us some car parts to bring back to Bacolod then chill for a bit and from there we were talking about if he wanted to join us in our Tinipak River tour. Last thing I know, we booked a trip to Mt. Pinatubo for tomorrow.
For this year’s birthday, the original plan was to go to Masungi Georeserve but they have a minimum number of people per group and it was only three of us. If we wanted to pursue, we have to pay for the minimum number of people so it was quite expensive. Next option was Mt. Pinatubo but a couple of tour operators I inquired with do not book tours from July to mid October because of the rainy season. They wouldn’t want to risk because bad weather would mean sudden landslides and flash flood so those two were off the list. Tinipak was a blessing and I was like–I get to do something cool for my birthday this year.
While we were talking about Tinipak and other plans, Pinatubo came up and RC, my BIL’s friend’s secretary said that she knows someone who could give us a tour. I was like I’m game, is everyone else game? And wow, they all said yes. 😂Lucky me! Imagine, Pinatubo and Tinipak back to back! So we parted ways, got things prepared for the hike and slept early.
Note: These people haven’t exercised for a long time and it would be my sister’s first time to hike in her entire existence. 😂
Day 2 | August 4
Left for Capas, Tarlac around 3:30 am, stopped by 7/11 for coffee and Mcdonald’s for breakfast then headed off to Tito Danny’s place.
Registered at their tourism office, signed a waiver and off we go.
Trek to the Pinatubo crater consist of an estimated 1 hour jeep ride and 2 hour hike.
And the views were just awesome!
There is an aeta community living in the area, they usually watch cattle of ranchers who bring them there to feed. Our guide, Kuya Ricky, told us that some Koreans have set up a church and school to help them out.
After the more than 1 hour jeep ride, we start the 7km hike to the crater.
Mt. Pinatubo erupted in 1991, making it the 2nd largest eruption of the 20th century. The eruption produced high-speed avalanches of hot ash and gas, giant mud-flows, and a cloud of volcanic ash hundreds of miles up. Volcanologists said that this eruption had a worldwide impact and has caused global temperatures to drop temporarily.
Trail up the crater was lahar covered, soft and rocky (lahar is a mix of volcanic ash and rocky fragments) and mountain walls showed traces of landslides. I remember slipping a couple of times because it was raining. Crazy weather because well, it’s rainy season. One minute it’s scorching sunny (yes we got sunburnt) and next thing you know, it’s pouring.
This was our first stop. There is a little hut of an aeta family and they sell food, drinks and souvenirs. I asked Kuya Ricky what they do, if the children even go to school since I notice a lot of little kids running around. Our guide said they are different from the aeta community we passed earlier with whom the Koreans helped out, these ones usually harvest wild bananas to sell. They sell really cheap and since Mt. Pinatubo has become a tourist spot, they set up their little tiangge where hikers/tourists could rest and buy food, drinks and souvenirs. Other than that, they live a very routinary life. They wake up, sit, laze or play around, sleep. They don’t have electricity. I’m not sure if they have support from their local government. There’s an ongoing dispute between the locals and the military from what I’ve heard.
This was our second stop. They set up portalets and cottages where you could rest. From this point, it’s just 20 minutes to the crater.
My buddies brought with them a ton of food hahaha. Like literally too much for a day hike, can’t go hungry. I was even joking to sell some at the crater since everything costs a hundred bucks.
The trail up isn’t lahar covered anymore, more of river streams.
Just some of the flora we passed along. I didn’t really see many flowers.
Then steps to the crater, not sure how many steps there were.
Pictures just can’t do justice to what my eyes saw. It was magical even if it was raining. What more on a clear day?
You can actually go down to the crater but you are not allowed to swim. Wanted to go down but the fog was setting in and they advised against it because it might start pouring and we could get stranded.
I was so happy that I got to hike up a volcano on my birthday weekend! Been wanting to since last year hahaha. And so happy everyone was game despite the crazy weather.
* We paid P2,000 per person for the Mt. Pinatubo trek, that’s already inclusive of the Jeep rental, guide and permits.
Reward! This place was featured in Rated K so we decided to try it out. Sisig did not disappoint.
Day 3 | August 5
We missed our Tinipak trip the next day because everyone was sore and feverish. Sorry! ✌️✌️✌️ We roadtripped instead to Tagaytay, had breakfast at Breakfast and coffee at Starbucks, the one on Calamba Rd.
That mandatory Taal volcano photo. Would’ve gone volcano hopping if weather wasn’t bad haha! 😂
Foggy view but at least they spelled my name right (because the barista asked how it is spelled 😂).
Stopped by the Marcos Mansion for some buko juice on the way back. It’s actually become a sort of bike rest stop.
Then for dinner, thank you Arnold and Christine for my salubong feast! 😂😂😂
No plans are the best plans. Thanks for an awesome birthday weekend!
Day 4 | August 6
Flew home for my birthday. Had lunch with the most important people, blew my candle and spent the rest of the day lazing around with my boys. 😊
Went up to Michelle’s farm and stayed for the day. Chilled, hiked for a bit and had some incidental digital detox because there was no signal there (haha).
This and Risa’s cansi FTW!
What’s awesome with the farm’s area is that it includes a 20 minute hike to this hidden treasure.
And nice that the fam and some friends put up these signs along the way.
This is part of the Lunao sulfur river. Entry point is on private property and the owners decided to not keep it open to public to preserve this precious gem. It used to be open and shared to everyone but sadly lots of irresponsible tourists would leave their trash behind.
Portiko Trivia Night
First time to go and it was so much fun! Good brain exercise.
Team R-18! We’ve to stock up knowledge for next Wednesday.
Originally my flight out was 9am but Cebu Pacific moved it to 1pm.
Flight was 3 hours delayed and I was stuck in Manila traffic for 4 freakin hours. Hell.
Had late dinner at Gringos with Jobelle, mojitos and lights off by 12 midnight.
Happy birthday Surf trip
Road trip to Zambales to catch us some waves. First time to try surfing. Left Makati round 4:30am, arrived Crystal Beach 9ish, I think. Way to north was so picturesque and I made super cool new friends.
Good morning 32!
Such an awesome day to go to the beach, weather was great!
Who’s under your table?
They make surfing look so easy but it’s really exhausting! So got out of the water, bought me some beer and chilled on the beach. Perrrfect.
Check out Crystal Beach in Zambales. The place is really nice, the instructors are so friendly and accommodating and the resort’s rates are affordable too.
Got back to Taguig around almost 10pm and had late dinner at Burgers and Brewskies (always) with this bunch. I just can’t miss their burgers, sorry.
The initial plan was to climb Mt. Pulag for the weekend but then the weather did not permit us to do so. Was devastated, maybe a bit. Thank you so much Hanna! Will have to reschedule this one some other time I guess.
So what went down…
Since we already had tickets, Pam and I flew out to meet the other half in Manila.
This was the closest we got to that sea of clouds we were supposed to see that weekend.
So it was Friday and when we arrived everyone was still at work. Dropped off our stuff at Joby’s place since we were crashing there. Was famished, roamed around BGC to find somewhere to eat that’s just near. This was late lunch at Persia Grill, the interior was very pretty, food was good.
Had coffee and chilled for a bit at the nearest Coffee Bean before we went back to Joby’s condo. I finished my book while Pam caught up with work before we met up with everyone else.
Friday night tip: should make reservations waaaaaaaay ahead if you want to get a table. Had ours at Barcino. Wine and Spanish food. Complete attendance!
I can’t quite remember what food we ordered but I believe it was good. What I remember though was having two bottles of really good Shiraz at 13%. Though this may be normal for wine, it’s actually below average for a Shiraz, I’m a lightweight so 13% is pretty strong for me. Don’t judge.
Not sure what was going on here but yeah, blaming it on the wine.
That’s my very pretty friend right there. She and her team made the most recent Nestle Chuckie tv commercial and I’m hella proud of her!
Passed by Reserve and Tipsy Pig but was on wait list. Ended up at Burgers and Brewskies. No more wine for me, just my ever reliable Jack D. (On a much sober note, their burgers are really good, like really really good. Big, fat, juicy, generous, delicious, gaaahd.)
Ended our night with Ministop chicken and fried wantons and sharksfin for takeout. I miss! I think this was the highlight of my night (hahaha).
Road trip the next day, off to Tagaytay for lunch.
Played heads up to kill time. Traffic was not that heavy. Passed by a number of lambos on the way, might have been 6 or 8 of them, not sure if they were from a show. Twas cool to watch as they drove by really fast, one after the other, in different colors. It was really foggy when we arrived, but then again there’s a storm so, yeah. No view, all we saw was fog. I think everyone’s fog lamps were on. Sky Ranch was off the list, what a bummer.
Had coffee at Starbucks after, the one on Calamba Road beside Country Suites, where it’s supposed to have an incredible view of the Taal lake and volcano. Unfortunately, I didn’t get any good photos because 1. It was packed and we didn’t have a decent spot for a view and 2. It was really foggy.
It cleared when we were homebound, round 5pm-ish I think.
The mandatory Taal volcano picture. That’s an active volcano right there.
Went straight to Draftwhen we arrived in Makati. That’s a liter of beer for each of us. Or was it just me and Joby?
On Sunday, after having lunch at JT’s, I met up with Mary Rose at Market Market to buy some stuff for the kids. We got stranded in High Street, it was raining really hard and found a bit of an excuse to have coffee and catch up on the latest gossip, though I was running late for dinner.
This was dinner at Miel’s Tita Chiqui’s pad. Yellow Cab and four bottles of wine. Was trying really hard to get my senses intact.
Though what we initially planned, due to unforseen (raaaar) circumstances, didn’t push through (no Mt. Pulag, no manghuhula), I had an awesome birthday weekend because what really mattered was getting together with the other parts of me.