The Happy Hobo.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Gone Solo: And there was New York.

It is what it is. Taken at NYC-MoMA (Museum of Modern Art) last Sept. 2010. 
Went on a three-month solo hobo-ing in the US from west to east coast. On a verytight budget, I stayed in hostels, relatives' homes and friends' couches. It was very memorable.

A highlight of the hobo-ing was a solo tripping to NYC, living only from the few bucks my brother gave me. I was dead broke, but I really wanted to go, so I bet on all odds.

I was en route to NYC again w/ my family a few weeks after this solo trip, but I was positive that most of the places I wanted to check out would give them the cringed look, so I went ahead.

It was a visual fest, this trip. I walked the whole day and took subways and fed on cheap felafel and dollar pizzas. I spent hours in parks, museum and bookstores, without paying a single penny. And I was more than happy. :)

All of the hostels on my list were fully booked, leaving me with a spot in downtown Manhattan, somewhere near 106th Street, I think. Goodness, it killed my purse. Wanting to be totally away from people I know, I looked for hostel even nearing Brooklyn, but my money still can't pay for it. Thankfully, my brother's friend adopted me for a night. That was a breather. 

"I may still not know what I want to be when I grow up, but I do know that someday I want to live in a house filled with my books and travel souvenirs. And the walls that aren’t covered in bookshelves will be covered with photos of my family and friends. When I leave the house I will be going to a job I love, and I’ll return to a person I love. So, that’s the dream I’m working on."Amber Morely (via wordsandlyrics & michellardi)

Posh bed.


Arrived Bangkok round 2am. We stingies thought it'd be a waste of moolah if we check in and sleep for a few hours...hence, an overnighter in our 5-star room in Suvarnabhumi Airport. Lesson learned when sleeping in airports: never sleep near a lift and a packing area. I'm missing the Khao San vibe. 

Thailand-Cambodia Trip 
January 2010

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Namaste.


This was unexpected. Apparently, I'm backpacking to India, solo. Due to circumstances, my other travel buds Jan and Carmz had to back out. Reasons: dreams and heart. I'm all for that, and actually hell excited for us three.

More than a month and off I fly. Excitement would def be an understatement. Won't be a hypocrite, I've done a lot of solo travels, but this is just the ultimate. As of yet. Jitters are killing me. But whatever. I want this real bad. Making this happen. 

Thursday, May 26, 2011

'Sometimes you don't need a goal in life, you don't need to know the big picture. you just need to know what you're going to do next!'

10:01am.

For some reason, today excites me! I don't know why, but me is just giddy!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Making a home out of the wind.

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Chicago trip last August 2010. One of them crazy train rides w/ one of my best-est buddies in the world, Icah1 :)

Today, I realize how escapist I really am. No matter how much I tell myself to just be still, I can't! I have to always be moving. Be in a place to another. A stranger in my own little world where everything sans familiarity--where strangeness is but usual. I would really love that life, until for only quite some time. I know in time, I would like to settle down--with my own family, preparing picnics for them, running after our kids. Oh my God, kids. Haha!

Anyhow, now, I just want to go. I don't know where or how or when. I want to live in a city--far away from home, faraway from my sunny country even.

On my mind now, Chicago. I loved that place. It passes to be one of my fave cities in the US, alongside with NYC and Los Angeles. I loved the Chicago suburbs. I loved their train system, their high-rise building. I loved their popcorn, how weird is that! But then, I don't want to live in the US. It's too stiff for me. Everybody works like there's no tomorrow. It will bore me to death, I just know it.

Right now, lemme just feel like I'm back in the windy city. Waiting for my train ride to the suburbs.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Forever and ever.

LOST. I don't know where I'm going. Do you know how that feels? I never thought not running away from things could be any harder. THIS suck balls. Too placid. Damn, I gotta get moving. 

Monday, May 23, 2011

CULIBRE: Temptation island and the happy-go-luckies.

Our make-shift shack. :)

Charmed by Culibre. What a paradise this island was. One word to describe it--raw. Just what any escapist would lust for. Going here was an experience itself. Took the public non-AC bus, seated beside a stranger, while driving 100kph in the middle of the night. We picked a seat each lining up the window side (except for me an hour after). What a rugged ride it was--cramped in uncomfy seats. Didn't care less. We foresaw adventure for that weekend.

We arrived Alaminos a lil past 4 in the morning. We met up with my travel buddies and newfound friends. Found and haggled our way to Tambobong Beach, the jump-off point to Culibre Island. Found a jeepney for a real cheap price.

MORE PHOTOS AFTER THE JUMP! 

The rule of opposites.



The other night's spotting: 10:49pm moonrise and a falling star a few minutes after. I ♥ you, universe.
Yesterday's sunrise. It was very lovely. 
Culibre Island
Dasol, Pangasinan
May 21-22, 2011

Keep figuring.

Something went wrong. :|

Friday, May 20, 2011

Window seat.

How I miss lone traveling; sheer freedom. | Solo train ride from San Diego to Los Angeles, July 2010.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Uphill diaries to nowhere.

The Sore Feet and the un-trained wheels. / Batanes 2010

201st post, over brekky of garlic-y fried rice, sausages, and a glass of iced water. Current thought: Uncertainty fuels.

Prolly this is the universe's way of tricking you, of playing with your wits--that you have to learn to gamble. Gamble real hard. Risk with the unknown. To the unknown.

26th year, still sheltered under my folks' home. Unplanned, broke, unsettled, lost. Where the heck am I headed. I have no idea but I'm swaying with the wind. Bring me somewhere, somewhere faraway from my usual. I'm keeping still and dancing with fate.

Home from the west.

Forgive me as I am always sentimental. It's about 3 in the morning and I'm still up. Working on something and missing some folks. Specifically, my Chatsworth folks.

My Chatsworth family: Ate Judith, Ate Joy, Kuya Mark, Aunt Tessie, Moi and Jeff :) <3

For the entire month of August of 2010, my relatives from Los Angeles spared me a home when I went hobo-ing. Fed me, gave me a bed, watched late-night movies w/ me, and traveled with me.


Wednesday, May 11, 2011

May the 4th be with you.

A day before my 26th. Northern drift this time, just around the ciudad anyway.

+Attended Jake Verzosa's exhibit
+Dinner with the Gutsies. Sorta birthday salubong, but I'm broke, so just got them two pasta dishes, which I really liked. Yes, ended eating it, and shared a bit to them! lol!
+North media x travel friends followed!
<3

By French photographer Charles Freger
Jake's exhibit


MORE PHOTOS AFTER THE JUMP!

Unshaded.

A day before my 26th. Waiting for dusk as we walked down the park en route to a photographer friend's exhibit. Hazy, blurry, fallen and unshaded. It was beautiful to look up for a couple of minutes.

05.04.11 Quezon Memorial Circle, Quezon City, PH.

Tuesday, May 03, 2011

9:13pm.

Sorry blog, I got you loads of drafts--unfinished pieces, unended notes. Will find time tomorrow. Pinky swear.

Monday, May 02, 2011

Waiting for sun down.


May is my birth month and my favorite-st time of the year. I always make it a point that I hit an island; preferrably some raw, charming, crowd-less chunk of heaven. Serenity always gets me.

Island living. Sleeping under the stars. Counting shooting stars. House tea. Moon rise. Catching sunrises. Joyrides and sunsets. Uncold beer. Fed on de lata dish mixed with fried nuts. Chicharon. Week knees. Naps and more naps. And the longest hours which felt like days. Hungry hobos. P-RICE-LESS! ;)



My afternoon nap | Photo by Jan Michellardi

Capones Island, Zambales
Apr. 30-May 1, 2011


*More photos here.