I was in college deciphering plant life when I had my first taste of adventure. I always dreamed of travelling. I dream on how I could be lost in the streets of Morroco, having a afternoon coffee at Champ elysee, a sunset camel ride in the Great Pyramids and most of all a look at our planet from orbit.
During my college days we went to different areas, mostly for scientific purposes and such an adventure just to trek around isolate terrains, or sun bath for hours in an isolated marine sanctuary.
Before My idea of travelling is for fun filled experiences. But as I mature and began to look and feel the other side of the coin, my idea changes.
I grew up in Manila the capital of the Philippines, a busy city, Spanish influence can be greatly felt through out, old catholic churches, plaza the sietas, fiestas etc. The Philippines is such a fascinating country, specially now Im already an Expat and shipped myself right here at down under, i began to see the difference from a first world and third world. ( on which please note that Im totally against in tagging countries or sorting countries by the 1st and 3rd world, hey people we have only ONE world!)/
Though Manila has filthy air due to the jeepneys excessive Carbon monoxide emission ( I really miss riding those jeepneys..) For the sake of those who havent been to the Philippines, jeepney is a major public transport, its a customised american jeep that can hold upto 20 plus passenger, if your lucky you can even see a double decker jeepney.
Manila is composed of different spices all mixed up. A cup of La influencia ala Matador, with a spoonful of Eastern culture, a quarter of American pop and a mysterious spice only a Filipino know.
Such a marvel it is to grow in a city where a melting pot of idea and principle mixed up. I totally loved being a Filipino, though sometimes there are some not so fun incident to be proud of. Growing up, I saw and observed how indifferent society can be, how the gap of rich and poor affects every single grain of rice in a Filipino meal. I might have been young but surely my eyes dont fool me.
Travelling everyday from Espana to Ortigas and from Diliman I have a backpack of stories and experiences as I travelled everyday. In my exahustion of studying, and my back full of books of authors of whom I have a hard time in pronouncing and my filer filled with equations, samples, essays, doodles, etc.
I will share the stories I have from my day to day commute. You dont need a luxury ticket or a first class hotel. Best travel experience are those things you've seen and change you and make you a better person.
