Last February, I went back to one of my favorite islands in the Philippines – Siargao. It has changed in so many ways since the first time I have set foot on the island. I still have that great amount of love towards it but it’s really getting tighter as days go by.
I find this ‘topic’ subjective that’s why it took me so long to decide whether I’m going to write about it or not. By now, a lot of people have been sharing their experiences in Cebu. As what most travel blogs say “Do as the locals do”. So I’ll try my very best to help you plan your next Cebu trip by listing stops and places that you MUST check out.
I’ve seen several new spots during my recent visit to Siargao. It was impossible to try all of them but I gave it a shot somehow. I was really thinking how to share with you our day-to-day itinerary, not that I made one, but just to give you an idea of how you can spend…
“Love is sweeter the second time around”.
This might be one of the usual how-to-go-to-Kalanggaman posts, but I’ll try my best to make it unique as possible.
I’m one lazy person for writing about this six months late. Well you can also see it as six months advance.
My mother keeps on telling me to plan a trip somewhere since we never went out to travel for the past months. She always mentioned that she wanted to go to Palawan and it was just so timely I found some sweet deals to finally fulfill her wish.
I keep on saying this to myself – “book it or else it won’t happen”. If you keep on saying you’re going on a trip yet you’re not doing any progress to make it happen, there is a bigger chance of cancelling the trip.
I left my heart in Siargao, for real…
The trip to the north was somehow unplanned because we flew to Manila to join a half marathon. The race was in two days when we decided to go to Baguio.
The river was never the same again after Typhoon Sendong. The usual course was changed because of the new rock formations or disarrangements.
We don’t usually define celebrating anniversaries by sending flowers, chocolates, gifts or having romantic dinners. We’d rather spend it by going somewhere else or trying something we’ve never done together.