Here’s our latest budget travel blog about Port Barton in San Vicente, Palawan! In this travel guide, you’ll find sample itineraries, breakdown of expenses, and recommendations on hotels and tours. Please note that this covers only Barangay Port Barton. We’ll be creating a separate travel guide for San Vicente’s poblacion
If you trace my history as a travel blogger, you’ll probably find the very roots of it in Puerto Princesa City. It happened over 10 years ago. My grandfather had passed away and I needed to fly to Puerto Princesa to attend the wake and the funeral. In the middle
Here’s our latest budget travel blog about El Nido, Palawan! In this travel guide, you’ll find sample itineraries, breakdown of expenses, and recommendations on hotels and tours. When I was a child and conjured up an image of a tropical paradise in a daydream, this looked exactly like this world.
Once is never enough. Heck, when it comes to Coron, four times still won’t cut it. This little tourist town in Palawan one of the first destinations we set foot in as travel bloggers, but even after three more visits, we still can’t get enough of it. Its jagged corners
When we announced on Facebook that we would be hitting Coron for the fourth time, someone asked in the comments section why — given that the Philippines has over 7600 islands — we kept on returning to this Palawan tourist town. Our answer is pretty simple: Coron has so much
In 2012, I traveled solo for the first time in my life. I still remember how scared I was before the trip. With only a small backpack, a Neil Gaiman book, a thousand dollars, and a will to get out of my comfort zone, I boarded the plane to Bangkok.
When I quit my full-time corporate job a couple of months ago, I thought I could finally have the time to update this blog on a regular basis. But I was wrong. Love happened. Pag-ibig happened. All You Need is Pag-ibig is a Star Cinema entry to the Metro Manila
They found me at the common area, playing bingo. Yes, bingo. “We’ve been waiting for you downstairs,” my new friends said. “We thought you were in your room.” Alas I was not. I was in the company of fun-loving backpackers from around the world, each of us meticulously arranging our
If I ever wondered how hot a motorcycle’s muffler could get after 15 minutes of non-stop driving, I got the painful answer as soon as I reached Long Beach. Out of utter excitement, I carelessly got off the vehicle with my right leg touching the searing muffler. It was excruciating,
We landed on Part Barton the day before and found the resort I booked on the far end of the cove. On the way there, I passed a wooden bridge straddling a creek that seemed to fade even before it could touch the sea. Fronting the resort was a highly