[Filipina on Flip Flops] Korean Food at Minato Restaurant, Ortigas
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Minato is a Korean restaurant along Escriva Drive which is part of this entire lot of Korean establishments – you won’t miss it, the handful of signs in Hangul are a dead giveaway (but in case you need more landmarks, it’s the joint of establishments immediately beside Millenia Tower). My friends and I went to college in UA&P, which is around the area, so we were pretty familiar with the place.
[Filipina on Flip Flops] A Series of Snapshots: Staying Afloat in Asia
Anyone who’s ever traveled around Asia knows that life in this continent is often closely intertwined to and, in more ways than one, largely dependent on the numerous bodies of water that surround, run through and sometimes connect its many countries. For someone like me who lives in an archipelago like the Philippines and who’s fortunate enough to be able to explore its many islands, I’ve often observed this firsthand. I’ve seen the same thing in my travels in other countries in Asia as well – the importance of the sea, the river, or the ocean in everyday life, for everyday people to be able to survive.
Here are a few pictures I took from some of my travels that capture glimpses of the lives these people lead, in their everyday attempt to, quite literally and figuratively, stay afloat.
[Filipina on Flip Flops] A Series of Snapshots: Staying Afloat in Asia
Anyone who’s ever traveled around Asia knows that life in this continent is often closely intertwined to and, in more ways than one, largely dependent on the numerous bodies of water that surround, run through and sometimes connect its many countries. For someone like me who lives in an archipelago...
Source: The Philippines According to Blogs
The Superficial Decade-Ender List For The 2000s
From the iPod to skinny jeans to Geekdom’s Revenge, a (random) list of (superficial) things that made the 2000s the awesome decade that is was.
Fell In Love With A Boy…
…named Steve Appleton. What’s with guys who play guitar? Girls are just suckers for that I think. And with that, meet dirty-blonde, guitar-wielding British boy Steve Appleton.
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Filipina on Flip Flops Goes to Hoi An, Vietnam
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…In all honesty, to get how amazing Hoi An is, you have to be there and experience it for yourself, preferably with friends you love (a significant other will do, too!) who are travelling with you not to be able to get their pictures taken in as many tourist destinations as possible, but who are there to just live for the moment and enjoy it; to spend time strolling leisurely, gelato in hand, admiring the tiny stores and the little trinkets of things that they sold, smiling at strangers from different parts of the world. I hate to sound like a sappy romantic, but what can I say, memories of Hoi An bring that out in me.
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Filipina on Flip Flops in Siem Reap, Cambodia (Day 2)
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Being on top of Pre Rup with its spectacular view of the horizon begged for a moment of contemplation, and so the three of us wandered the top level of the temple separately, perhaps looking back and slowly starting to digest what we had seen and experienced in the past two days. I felt an immense sense of gratitude on my part – to have witnessed that much history, to have seen and touched and stood upon something that had been there for centuries, which someone in another time – another world, even – also witnessed and saw, touched and stood upon…well, I felt pretty damn lucky. This will sound strange, weird, cheesy or incredibly nerdy, depending on who’s reading it, but to be honest, being there, on top of an amazing centuries-old structure by an ancient civilization, I couldn’t help but feel a connection to an era that had long gone and that was not my own, and I really, truly felt the immensity and expanse of time.
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Filipina on Flip Flops in Siem Reap, Cambodia (Day 1)
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There it was, the temple complex of Angkor Wat, its “beehive” towers standing ever so proudly yet solemnly in the middle of the forest of Siem Reap, as it has done so for centuries. Other than how immense it was, I was taken by its location, hidden deep in the woods, forgotten and untouched, its existence unknown to the outside world for years and years. I wondered what it must’ve felt like for the French explorer who re-discovered Angkor in the 1800s, to have found all that grandeur and to have undoubtedly been flabbergasted by the staggering thought that a place as massive and as beautiful as that could’ve been forgotten almost entirely by civilization. And while Angkor Wat and the rest of Cambodia’s temples are now renowned all over the world and are visited by crowds of tourists each year, on that quiet, wet and gloomy Sunday morning, standing on the bridge towards its entrance, I couldn’t help but feel incredibly fortunate to have been part of, and to have seen for myself, the “hidden” magnificence that is Angkor Wat.
May The Best Man Win.
I love that a tennis match, when played by two great players, really becomes more than a game, more than a sport – the word “epic” really comes to mind. Oh, the drama of an intense tennis match! It probably has a lot to do with tennis being a one-man sport (sometimes two, but we all know singles tennis trumps doubles most of the time). Imagine being at center court in a grand slam final – yes, there are thousands of people watching you, but you are unable to speak to anyone, not even to your coach, who at best can only throw you knowing glances of motivation. The crowd can cheer for you, but they are fickle – they will cheer for the other guy too, and will applaud every amazing shot, every break point saved, every point won. Ultimately, you are alone with your thoughts and your nerves, with nothing but a racquet in your hand. What could be the most defining moment of your career, and you are alone – and that is probably the greatest challenge of tennis, that the journey to victory is one you take all by yourself, a lonely, lonely road.
