What a fine day to be out. The sun is up, almost winking, teasing the earth that it’s been hiding from almost this entire winter. This is the sky over Holland, blue, similar to the sky in Manila, blue, but not this type of blue. And the clouds, their bubbly waves, sun peeking through as […]

Today, 1st of January in the year of our Lord, 2013, a sister in the US gives birth, a friend in Manila dies. And just like that, life ends and life begins. *This is part of a 68-Day Travel Diary called Reflections of a Nearly Thirty. Read the full Reflections Series here.  

I run, I travel. I use my legs a lot. I collect things both tangible and intangible when I travel: Post cards. That’s self-explanatory. Toilets. I don’t mean per se, but the experience. While there is a toilet in Utrecht where the seat is covered with plastic and you turn it around when you want a new plastic […]

As if taunting me that my days here are numbered, I find myself alone on the train today, for the first time since I got to Holland last year. My sister never lets me “go astray” at any time during my stay here, maybe trying to be the mother bear that she is. This entire […]