Archive for May, 2008
Filed under beach, travel
I just got back from Nailon Beach Resort, which is in the suburbs of Bogo City, four hours north of Cebu City.
It’s not a white-sand beach like the other beaches in Cebu that I’ve gone to, but the resort is pretty enough to lift one’s spirits. I stayed in a room by the beach. The room opens into a balcony where you could sit and talk the whole night with the sea in front of you. It’s perfect if you have a special someone with you.
more pictures here
Anyway, it’s one beach down on my list. I drew up a list earlier this year of places in Cebu that I would like to see.
Among others I’ve gone to Olango Island, famous for the migratory birds it protects, and Malapascua Island, famous for its dive spots and white beach. Malapascua is the less developed version of Boracay. In fact, people call it “little Boracay.”
These are the remaining Cebu beaches on my list:
1. Bantayan Island - Bantayan is perhaps the most popular out-of-town seaside destination among Cebuanos. I’ve been meaning to go there ever since I don’t know when, but every time a group organizes a trip to Bantayan (I never go places on my own. That would be lonely), something always comes up and I am left behind.
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Filed under human interest
My housemate, Cathleen, brought home some jumbo-sized bananas that she found in a market in Negros.
I have never seen bananas these big:
We placed the bottle of Sprite there for comparison. As you can see, the bananas are longer than a 1.5-liter bottle of Sprite.
It took us two days to eat these. We had to cut the bananes into slices and eat the slices one at a time.
Maybe there really is a kind of banana this big, but this is my first time to see one.
Filed under blogging
It seems that everyone is still talking about the iBlog4 Summit. I was there, actually, although it was like I wasn’t. 
I skipped the morning session and dozed through most portions of the afternoon session. 
I was late, I left early, and I kept going out in between talks, thanks to my friends who were outside and texting me every now and then so we could eat, stroll or just hang out in the Sunken Garden. (I hope none of the organizers ever read this).
I’m the kind of person who can skip anything except a good night’s sleep. I had worked until the wee hours that morning, and only had time to go home and pack my clothes before I left for the airport at 3:00 a.m. Yep, I had to fly in from Cebu.
I got in on the first flight, so I thought I could go to the summit early. But as soon as my head touched the pillow for a quick shut-eye, I lost my resolve to go and forgot about the summit.
It it weren’t for the beep of an sms I received at around noon, I wouldn’t have woken up. I dashed to the venue to find out that they were having lunch already. I didn’t have the guts to show up and claim my free lunch, so I stayed in the Sunken Garden and watched the Team Sunburn Garden play football.
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Filed under spirituality
TK here tells his daughter about the true north.
True north could mean many things if taken figuratively. It could mean a person’s moral compass, or simply, our conscience, that part of ourselves that bugs us until we give in to it and do what it asks. It could be taken to mean our intuition, that quiet part of ourselves that knows and understands things even if these are irrational. It could be understood an artist’s reservoir of creative wealth.
We got all these from one Source, to which we are all connected.
A teacher taught me recently about the concept of the “center,” that part of ourselves that is connected to the Source. Awareness of that Source spells the difference between peace and quiet, love and hate, and acceptance and discrimination.
My quest is about finding my place under the sun. I still don’t know where I would be five years from now, but I trust that in time, some sort of pull would point me to the way, and then I would know.
