January 2011


In a few hours, I’ll be flying to Iloilo for Dinagyang Festival 2011. This will be my first time to witness a provincial fiesta.

It was August of last year when I booked this flight. I even called the Iloilo Tourism Office to confirm about the dates of the main events: Kasadyahan Competition and Dinagyang Ati Contest.

Applause for Marcos of Explore Iloilo for posting the festival’s schedule.

Adding to my excitement is the chance to meet Ada and Marky, and maybe more fellow bloggers.

I’ll be back on Sunday with pictures and stories to tell.

Enjoy the weekend! šŸ™‚

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Since I knew I would be going places because the bug has finally made its way to my heart, I needed a good camera to digitally capture my adventures. I wanted to be faithful to my ‘travel light principle’ so I crossed out a bulky dslr camera.

There are a lot of compact cameras to choose from, each highlighting a feature which would make you look closer to the item – and then stare at the tag price. Because I felt I would be in different places with varying conditions – hot, sandy, cold, wet – I decided to get a sturdy amphibian.

Tadah!

It's so outdoorsy I'm gonna die!

Meet W90.

As my brother have commented about my purchase on Facebook:

Pros: Legendary Pentax optics in a waterproof, shockproof, and freeze proof construction.
Cons: I heard it can be destroyed by lava. šŸ˜¦

 

W90's baptism

He may be exaggerating, but I already tried placing W90 inside a bucket full of ice for 10 minutes, threw it over the shore in Magalawa, snorkeled with it, and captured images underwater.

W90 is cool. Whatchathink?

I was friendly I said hi.

We became friends.

Brought me to places.

Zoobic Safari – June

 

Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia - August

Melaka, Malaysia - August

Cebu City - October

Bohol - October

Guess what?

The bug is staying.

bring only what is necessary

“He who would travel happily must travel light.” — Antoine de St. Exupery

When 2011 arrived, I cleaned my room. I was surprised to see how many things I have that I don’t really use. I took everything out. Some of which are old magazines, notebooks with evidences of boredom, books (that are now for donation), old crayons, exam papers from high school, even souvenirs from parties which have no real use but to accumulate dust. It was therapeutic, I must say. My room looks bigger now. And I am happy.

I realized I don’t really need things that I thought I needed in the first place. I won’t even bring any of those when I die.

So I thought, maybe, if I don’t get attached to anything, living or nonliving, I’ll be happier. Anyway, everything will eventually have to go. Right?