prambanan

Once upon a time, there was a guy named Bandung Bondowoso. We shall call him Hunk. And also during that time, there was a gal named Roro Jonggrang. Let's call her Babe. Of course, Hunk wanted to marry  no less than "the" babe. So he went to...

if these walls could talk

The streets of Jogjakarta smelled of whisper in the middle of the day. As I quietly traced its pavements, they turned into more audible sounds and I felt like I was taking crazy pills heightened by my hangover from the last night. The walls seemed to talk. I...

incessant proposal

There is one thing that ticks me off when I travel, and that is being asked the never ending question of why I am alone (except, of course, when I travel with Ron, then WE suffer the question: "how long have you guys been dating?"...

playing Moses

Filled with loathsome La Paz Batchoy soup, we decided to move along to get to our next destination, the Beach. Finally...

beauty and madness

April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots and spring rain. ~t.s. eliot, the waste land It was late afternoon in 1991, when I noticed that the window in my room is covered with what seemed to be like...

mt. kinabalu (leg 4): conquering pain

Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place.  ~Lance Armstrong  As I approached Panar Laban, my feet gave in and I fell a few steps before...