Wednesday, August 5, 2015

High Maintenance

I've had three official boyfriends and a few romantic interests. And none have been long-term commitments so far. They say I'm difficult to please and high maintenance. But please, I really think otherwise.

How to please the DeviantTraveller:


1. Bring me outside.

I am an outdoor person. I am not a home-buddy. Cement walls and lighted ceilings do not interest me - unless they're devious. Malls and movie theatres do not make me feel alive. On the contrary, I like feeling the wind on my face and the sunlight hitting my eyes. I like the sound of water smashing on the rocks or gently washing ashore. Although I don't like insects on my skin, I prefer their incessant chirping rather than the honk of buses and tricycles.

Suggested activities: Mountaineering, Driving to provinces (with windows open), Chasing sunsets, Hanging out at parks and picnics (cliche), Cloud-watching and star-gazing (cheesy)

Road trip to Lobo, Batangas early this year


2. Feed me good food.

I avoid junk food and basically do not drink softdrinks. I check labels for high sodium content and eat oatmeal (with fruits) for breakfast. I'm not a picky eater but I generally stay away from too much oil and fat because they do not make me feel good. I love street food as much as I love sit-down restaurants. And I would love to be taken to a romantic sit-down dinner so that I could wear my pretty dresses.

Favorite dishes: Japanese sushi and maki, Vietnamese pho, Malaysian lok-lok, Filipino lutong-bahay (that I did not cook), Dirty ice cream, Barbeque

Lok-lok along the streets of Melaka on a Monday night


3. Watch the sunset with me.

As mentioned above, I like being outside and chasing sunsets. More than anything, I think watching sunsets calms me. And I whenever I travel, I always schedule "sunset watch" in my itineraries. There's something about the colors and the timing that always amazes me. Add to that the location, the simultaneous surrounding events, and the company (if any) and it becomes a surreal experience.

Best sunsets so far: (#4) Liw-liwa, San Felipe, Zambales; (#3) White Beach, Moalboal, Cebu (#2) Naidi Hills, Batan Island, Batanes; (#1) Shangri-la, Boracay Island, Aklan

The reddest sunset I've seen, from Liwliwa, Zambales


4. Bring me somewhere new once in a while.

Discovery is what makes me feel alive. Ideally, I would like to be hopping from one destination to another every month. But if that is too impractical, I would be content with being somewhere new at least once a month. By somewhere new, I mean anywhere I haven't been to from new roads, new restaurants, new neighborhoods to faraway provinces, isolated beaches, distant islands, and foreign countries.

Recently discovered: Las Pinas to Pasay route via Sucat, Clark Freeport Zone, San Juan in La Union, Yedang and Masil Korean restaurants, Several cities/towns in Malaysia

Exploring the Tanay province just because

So there's my list. Are these really that difficult to deliver? Why?

Please excuse this highly narcissistic, egoistic post. This is my way of discovering myself. Plus, it is my blog after all.

Saturday, August 1, 2015

Saturday Swings

Shout-out to today's picker-upper : Yes! by Jason Mraz uploaded to Youtube by Max Holanda.


It's one of those days again when I woke up more vulnerable than I can manage -- vulnerable to negative thoughts and paralyzing emotions. Visions of travel, adventure and escape keep replaying inside my head, almost uncontrollably. But these always get punctuated with reminders of clients to be impressed, deadlines to be caught, interviews to be accomplished, requirements to be fulfilled, relationships to be maintained, and (worst of all) income to be earned. Impressions of being trapped, of being stuck, of being restricted flood in again and overwhelm my being. And then I'm paralyzed.

Looking for an outlet, I try to confide. Maybe it's me, maybe I really have difficulty communicating how I really feel, but after a few moments of seeming lightness, I'm back to my dark corner again. And then, I found the below album and I find myself tapping and bopping to the beat. And I hope the feeling will last through the day until I regain my pretentious strength and elusive sanity.



Wednesday, June 18, 2014

That Time I Travelled Solo the First Time

31 January - 2 February 2014
Vigan - Laoag - Pagudpud

The long journey to Pagudpud

According to Wikipedia, a traveller is someone who travels, especially to distant lands. By this definition, basically anyone can call themselves a traveller. But for me, it requires more to be able to call yourself a traveller. For me, that means being comfortable to go off alone to somewhere unfamiliar and distant, albeit not necessarily without fear of anxiety. By this, I am definitely not a traveller. Although I have taken flights and ridden buses to places I have never been before, I had always done so with someone, which automatically eliminates the feelings of discomfort, of insecurity, and of worry.

There had been several attempts to solve this identity crisis (Bolinao in August 2013, Baler in November 2013, another Bolinao in December 2013) but it wasn't only until January of 2014 that I finally pushed through with my intention. With my mind racing and my heart palpitating, I powered through all my doubts and took a taxi to the bus station.

At the bus station, I automatically calmed down as I sat in line for three hours amidst the Chinese New Year exodus and the scheduling chaos. I was no longer anxious nor scared but bored and desperate. I was just thankful that I was finally sitting in a bus even if it wasn't exactly headed for Ilocos.

At around 12nn, after 9hrs of just sitting and/or sleeping, I got off along the National Highway just before the bus made a turn for Abra. I stood with my backpack as I watched the bus that was supposed to take me to my destination leave me at a town I have never heard of before with only suggestions of how to get to Laoag.

Fortunately, I have always been amazed with being somewhere unfamiliar. So instead of panicking, I stood with awe and with a mind full of opportunities. But I gripped myself and focused on my original destination. After thirty minutes of waiting beside bus vendors watching vans and buses all not headed to Laoag pass by, I decided to take the van to Vigan instead and find a bus to Laoag from there.

A little over an hour later, arriving at Vigan, I discovered that buses to Laoag or Pagudpud are not to depart until late in the afternoon, posing another dilemma of whether to pursue (but with risk) my original plan to watch the sunset from Saud Beach in Pagupud. I considered all actions I could take and decided to just stay in the touristy but still beautiful heritage city of Vigan -- where I stayed in the worst room I have ever been, and I have stayed in P250-rooms before.

Now, I have been to Vigan before which means that it is a relatively comfortable place to be in -- a happy break in this already challenging and spontaneous trip. I know my way around and even though I was surrounded by groups of tourists, I did not feel too insecure.

The next morning, I was up at 5am to chance upon a bus to either Laoag or Pagudpud and could not be more eager to get out of my filthy room. 2hrs more and I was finally at Laoag, one more ride away to my destination. I enjoyed the early morning sights and walked all the way to where the mini-buses bound to Pagudpud are. I have been to Laoag too before so I was quite confident traversing even along the streets I haven't been to. I boarded the first van to depart and was finally, happily and proudly, on my way to Maira-ira Beach (Blue Lagoon) at the further border of Pagudpud.

I arrived at Wally's World Homestay at around 10am, 17hrs late from my original timeline and skipping day 1 of the original itinerary. I proceeded to get surfing lessons and then to find a peaceful enough lunch place where I met a legitimate traveller. He told me about that time he reached Baguio without paying for transportation and that time he went to Boracay from Mindoro only on a jet ski. In the afternoon, my surf instructor took me on a private tour to a cave and up the surrounding hills. He told me that he was originally from Tarlac and permanently moved to Pagudpud after falling in love with the place.

The next morning, I woke up early to watch the sunrise, originally intending to watch it from the nearby hill but decided it dangerous to climb alone. I found a quiet spot with a view of the beach, the water, and the distant hills and watched as the rising sun slowly altered the color of the sky from a deep dark blue to a golden yellow and finally to a blinding white. It was one of my most peaceful mornings ever and thinking of how far I travelled, 560kms to be exact, and what I went through to be there -- two bus rides, two van rides, and a whole lot of doubts -- made it even more special.

I'M WATCHING THE SUNRISE FROM A PLACE I HAVEN'T BEEN BEFORE, A THOUSAND KILOMETERS FROM MY HOME BASE, AND I MADE IT HERE ALL BY MYSELF. WOW.

Other Posts (upcoming):
Why I'll never take a plane to Ilocos
Why I chose Pagudpud as my first-solo-trip destination

Monday, May 19, 2014

Batanes Travel Guide

This guide covers only Batan Island and Sabtang Island as I have yet to visit Itbayat Island, the third and least accessible inhabited island in the Batanes Group of Islands.

The Batanes Group of Islands


What to Know

Physical Location
The Batanes Group of Islands is made up of 10 islands scattered throughout the Luzon strait. It is at the northernmost tip of the Philippine archipelago and is actually nearer to Taiwan than to mainland Luzon. 

Orientation
Batanes is the smallest province in the Philippines in terms of land area and population. Among its 10 islands, only 3 are inhabited, namely Batan, Sabtang, and Itbayat.

Batan has 4 municipalities namely Basco, Mahatao, Ivana, and Uyugan. Basco, the capital, serves as the gateway to the rest of the region. Its town center is lined with numerous grocery stores, talipapa's (temporary wet markets), bicycles/motorcycles, and ukay-ukay's (thrift shops) in no predictable order. Most of the roads look the same and the locals rely on the number of intersections instead of on street names when giving directions (i.e. turn left at the 5th intersection vs. turn left at Amboy St.) Abad St. is the main road traversing the whole length of the town and could be used as an anchor point when navigating.

Sabtang and Itbayat are both island-municipalities. Sabtang has 6 barangays namely Sinakan, Savidug, Chavayan, and the less-visited Sumnaga, Nakanmuan, and Malakdang. The island gives a better preview of traditional Ivatan living with its preserved stone houses and villages.

The people of Batanes are mostly of Ivatan ethnicity. There are, however, migrants, especially from the Cagayan and Ilocos, who have learned to speak the local language and have identified themselves as Ivatan too.

Communication
Cellphone signals for Smart and Globe are available in all municipalities except in barangays Itbud and Imnajbu in Batan and Nakanmuan, Sumnaga, and Chavayan in Sabtang. Wifi is available in some hotels and homestays although no more new internet applications are allowed for technical limitations. Thus, new establishments may most likely not be able to provide internet.

Transportation
The main mode of transportation in the region is by bicycle or motorcycle. Four-wheeled vehicles, except for tour vans, are uncommon which is just because of the narrow roads and high fuel prices. Public transport is rare since most of the locals have their own two-wheels. However, there is still the BATODA (Basco Tricyle Operators and Drivers' Association) and the MATODA (Mahatao Tricyle Operators and Drivers' Association) when necessary. But unlike in other regions, they don't roam the roads in search of passengers but park themselves at the terminal and wait for a text or call.

Weather
Because Batanes is basically out at the open sea, weather conditions can be unpredictable -- a sunny day today does not mean there won't be a storm tomorrow. Strong winds and rainshowers, however, should always be expected.

Electricity
When winds get too strong, power disruptions may occur. At other nights, the power station stages a rotating brown-out in order to accommodate the whole island. But disregarding this, most of the streets are lighted, albeit dimly. Nevertheless, a flashlight would be handy and more comfortable.

Accommodation
Most accommodation options are homestays although hotels are also in business. Traditionally, homestays are rooms of local homes that have been made available for guests. These options are thus more homey, basic and inexpensive. The homeowers themselves cater to the needs of the guests which may or may not be an advantage. In Batanes though, almost everyone in the tourism business were required to attend a hospitality seminar.

Security
Crime rate in the region is basically zero. No one touches things they don't own and there have been stories of wallets and possessions being lost and found exactly where they were left.


Where to Go

Batan Island
Batan Island is the largest among the islands and is best enjoyed in two days. It is usually divided into North Batan and South Batan, although North Batan really just covers Basco.

Naidi Hills
The Naidi Hills is a mere 15 mins away from Basco town. Here, you will find the Basco Lighthouse and the Bunker's Cafe, as well as a number of grazing cows and "cow compost". In the morning, climb up the lighthouse for a view of Basco town, its rolling hills, and of towering Mt. Iraya and then come back by 6pm just in time to marvel at the sunset and to eat at Bunker's Cafe. The Cafe opens from 6pm onwards since the owner works until 5pm at the local health center(?) and attends to her cafe only after.
Bunker's Cafe at Naidi Hills

Valugan Boulder Beach
While waiting for the sunset, kill time at Valugan Boulder Beach which is east of Basco town. Aptly named, the whole length of the shore is made up of varying sizes of boulders. Have fun skipping across the boulders, attempting rock balancing, or challenging the waves.
Valugan Boulder Beach

Racuh a Payaman aka Marlboro Country
This might be what most people are excited about Batanes for -- the New Zealand-esque landscape with its rolling hills and grazing cattle that make you forget you're still in the Philippines. Getting to the site is mostly uphill and could be a thrilling (or nauseous) ride.

During our visit, there was a looming storm and the wind was blowing like crazy. It blew from all directions, mixing with rain, and threatened to blow us and our cameras away. With the sun peaking from behind dark clouds, making a divide between light and dark, the experience could even be considered spiritual by some. It was literally mind-blowing.
Facing a looming storm at Marlboro Country

Alapad Hill
Referring more to a rock formation than to a hill, Alapad Hill itself doesn't really offer much to a non-rock-enthusiast. With its sharp curves, rigid lines, whitish stone, and concealed caves, the rock is indeed pretty. But what lies behind that large formation is what's really marvelous. It stands at a corner with a 270-degree view of two varying shores, one with rock-smashing towering waves and the other with gentler come-hither waters.

As with our "Marlboro Country" experience, our Alapad Hill experience was also extreme. We were blown away by the same raging wind except that we were on a cliff and riding on a bike.

Other Batan destinations include:
  • Diura Fishing Village
  • Itbud Village
  • Songsong Ruins
  • Chana'tuan Fields in Uyugan
  • The house of Dakay and the Honesty Coffee Shop in Ivana
  • Mahatao Boat Shelter
  • Chawa View Deck halfway going to Mahatao
  • Dipnaysupuan Japanese Tunnel near the PAGASA Radar Station

Sabtang Island
Because public transportation is basically inexistent in this island, visits would be part of a chartered tricycle tour. This would normally include only half of the island because of the fixed boat schedule; although the full-island tour would still be doable but with minimal "awe" time.

To get to Sabtang, you can either charter a van, a tricycle, or a motorcycle (rare) to San Vicente Port in Ivana. If not, you can catch the single-trip 6am jeep for a cheap P27 fare. Ask at Amboy's along Amboy St. to confirm jeep schedule and jeep route although waiting at Abad St. would be a good bet. The jeep would most likely stop at San Vicente Port to drop off goods to be ferried to Sabtang Island. If there is time to kill before the boat departs, take advantage of the public restroom just in front of San Vicente Church or, even better, walk to Honesty Coffee Shop just beside the port. Take note that boat trips to Sabtang are few and scheduled. The first boat leaves at 7am from Ivana and returns by 2pm from Sinakan. Be sure to catch these times.

Popular destinations at Sabtang include the ones listed below. These are the towns nearest Sinakan where the port is, although the tour can also be modified to include the farther towns on request (there is supposedly a "seahorse" rock formation in Malakdang). This is more recommended for an overnight trip though so as not to sacrifice "awe" time.

  • Savidug Vernacular Houses
  • Chavayan Traditional Ivatan Village
  • Sabtang Weaver's Association
  • Nakabuang Beach
A row of Vernacular Houses in Savidug
Entrance to Chavayan Traditional Ivatan Village
Lady from the Sabtang Weaver's Association
Creamy sand at Nakabuang Beach

What to Do

Do like the locals and pedal your way around town
As already mentioned, bikes and motorbikes are the most popular methods of transportation. But since renting a motorbike is more expensive and (ideally) requires a license, why not sweat it out on a bike instead? This was what we did and although pushing your bike up steep hills was lame, the ride down was definitely exhilirating, especially if you're riding cliff-side. Plus, this mode allowed more freedom and contact with the surroundings than sitting in an AC van.

Go to Amboy's along Amboy St. for a wide selection of bikes or to Crisan's along Dita St. for newer bikes. (~P250/day)

Watch the sun set from Naidi Hills while munching
The hills directly face west offering a sunset view framed by hills, cattle and open water. Be there by 6pm the latest and witness the sun slowly disappear on the horizon as it emits varying shades of orange until darkness overtakes. Bring snacks and picnic while watching the show but don't forget to be wary of jealous/excited cows that "sing" a capella to the spectacle.

Pick a hill and run your heart out
Tired of running along paved roads and tiled floors? Do it through grasslands for a change. I promise, you'll love the difference.

What to Eat
Finding a place to dine out at is a bit challenging. Restaurants are few and scattered while canteens are difficult to spot. Some budget options include the following:

Chili's
Abad St. cor Cantor St.
Chili's is a small corner canteen which supposedly serves "chilified" meals. There's a tiny talipapa outside almost camouflages the canteen But look for the Chili's signage and don't be afraid to peek inside that screen door to inquire what is being served.

SDC Canteen
National Rd., in front of Basco Municipal Hall, behind St. Dominic College
Asking a local for a canteen nearby, they would always point you to SDC Canteen which is actually a bit outside the town center. It is a real canteen though -- spacious, equipped with a TV, and manned by cafeteria ladies.

Dietician's Cafe
National Rd., near the Rural Health Unit
Owned by a dietician, this tiny cafe sits around 6 people, serves dietician-approved meals, and keeps utensils and plates sanitized. They open early, around 8am, and their food offerings vary throughout the day.

Hiro's Cafe
Abad St. cor. Abuyo St.
Their original store was closed out because of the recent typhoon damage and they were using a mixed-use home-office as base. Although they didn't have signage for the canteen, they still accommodate food orders on request, albeit only for take-out. They serve inexpensive and great Ivatan food.

6 to 8 Panciteria
National Rd., near Ivatan Lodge
Serving more than just pancit, 6 to 8 is likely only open from 6am to 8pm. Order a heaping size of Pancit Batil Patong for a quick merienda fix.

Aside from lobster, Ivatans no longer consume traditional food fare on a normal basis. Most places, canteens especially, offer the usual Filipino selections. For Ivatan delicacies, head over to Ivatan Pension House and be ready to splurge on Coconut Crabs, Uvud Balls, Lobster, Uve Chips, and Lumpiang Dibang.

Note: Coconut crabs are illegal to eat outside of Batanes because of their decreasing population. They are said to taste just like the normal crabs except for a slight hint of coconut due to their diet. I personally don't think that the slight hint of difference in taste -- which you may not even notice -- is worth further endangering an endangered specie. Plus, they look freaky and hairy.

The Hardworking Traveller is a collection of travel guides and travel accounts that aim to help the DIY tourist with travel planning. The author is a generation-y kid struggling between her reality of needing a corporate job and her dream of becoming a hermit.

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Saturday, March 29, 2014

Helpless at Alapad Hill

It had been 20kms of sloping roads since we first started our biking trip. Our breakfast of soft rice with chicken bits had long come and gone. And although there were a number of detours and rest stops along the way, fatigue has already started creeping in.

We just came down from Racuh a Payaman and were making our way to Songsong. I was eyeing a sharp mountain curve and was strongly pedaling my way to it through a manageable gust. No problem. But as I came closer and closer, I found it harder and harder to keep my bike under control. And as soon as I could see to the other side, I was forced to dismount and cling to a wall of rock for dear life.

The mountain wind mixing with the sea wind was creating a strong breeze that was pushing my bike cliff-ward. I knew I was still a safe distance away but biking was a new skill and the wind felt determined. My courage eventually broke and I got off almost as soon as it did. Overlyanxiousthoughcapablebritpino must have felt the same because she almost jumped from her bike and similarly stuck to the wall beside me. (Or maybe she sensed my broken courage and ran to my comfort).

It was an overwhelming experience. I couldn't move. I couldn't think. I felt helpless against the roaring wind. It was one strong gust after another. And although our rocky sanctuary provided little to no protection at all, we kept clinging to it for lack of alternatives and for fear of being blown off cliff.

Upon regaining some composure,I started looking around for a better shelter and realized how magnificently beautiful our unmoved salvation was. It was a sculptured rock marking the corner of a hill and overlooking a sea of crashing waves and fortified rock formations. It appeared to be made of sedimentary layers which slanted to the sea at a 45-degree angle and glowed with the morning sun. There were small crevices and a narrow ledge leading to them that I would have wanted to explore if not for our current dilemma.

As we clung to our rock, weighing our courage against the strong wind, three motorcycles breezily drove thru our challenge spot. They glanced at us while we lookingly implored for help. But I guess, even with our knees almost to the ground and bodies bent over forward in attempt to resist the wind, we weren't convincing enough. (Or maybe they also couldn't afford to stop and lose their momentum against it.)

Realizing that we need to get through our dilemma on our own, we hung on until the gust became manageable enough. I'm not sure whether it indeed mellowed down or we became more determined but we mounted our bikes and pedaled through without injury.

It only took two pedals to go around the curve and away from the relentless wind. But those two pedals definitely demanded a lot of courage and physical strength.

Later on down at Ivana, we learned that the glorious rock we desperately clung to was the Alapad Hill Rock Formation that was in our itinerary. I thought we missed it but it turned out we shared a very intimate moment with it.

For obvious reasons,  we didn't have a picture at the spot so I grabbed this from Pinasmuna.com. The road definitely looks harmless and I'm sure it is on a clear day. The wind was crazy during our visit, hence the struggle, which was also a lucky incident for me.

Alapad Hill Formation. Sharp corner ahead.