Philippines: Sunsets and Blood in Batangas

Flecks of gold glimmer across the open ocean; the yawning orange sun burns brilliantly in the sky. A little way from shore, beneath hovering cirrus clouds of lilac, a bamboo raft floats at sea, beckoning us to watch dusk fall from its wooden cylinders. We have no choice but to yield to its irresistible call. 

Philippines: Sunsets and Blood in Batangas

Asia's Crimson Addiction

If you’ve ever stayed for a while in rural Asia – especially in certain northern regions of the Philippines where Ifugao or Bontoc tribes reside – chances are you may have seen the many of the natives chewing happily on something that stains their teeth, lips, and mouths a bright shade of red.

Asia's Crimson Addiction

The "Algae" Truth About Boracay

Standing on the powdery white sands of Boracay, I stare out to sea and gaze upon its rich, endless shades of turquoise water. The hot Philippine sun blazes powerfully upon my face, and for the briefest of moments, I am arrested by the island’s paradiasacal natural beauty, the way I had been the first time I arrived here.

The "Algae" Truth About Boracay

Wastefulness: A Western Phenomenon

It occurred to me recently that perspective is crucial for developing our sense of the world. The right perspective can utterly change a person's understanding, can alter something's meaning, and most importantly, can open our minds to new and revolutionary possibilities.

Wastefulness: A Western Phenomenon

A Gatsby Kinda Brunch

Two weeks after I got back from Vietnam and recovered fully from the raging strain of Hands, Foot and Mouth Disease that I managed to catch out there (despite my two other travel buddies getting away scot-free), my lovely gal pals Jess and Sara offered to come round to my house, whip up some brunch, and have a good old natter. Obviously, I said yes. Great company! Free food! (Ahem.)

A Gatsby Kinda Brunch

Uganda: White-Water Rafting on the River Nile

In Uganda, I had the life-changing experience of extreme whitewater rafting in the River Nile rapids. Both thrillseeker and overthinker, I'm constantly fighting my own fears, but the only thing I fear more than leaving my comfort zone is staying in my comfort zone. So, I pushed my boundaries.

Uganda: White-Water Rafting on the River Nile

Fragments of Uganda

What I remember of Uganda returns to me in bright, warm flashes of fondness.  The hospitality, the warmth, the love. I remember the smell of hot earth and red dust after the rain. The death-defying swerves of boda-bodas – motorbike taxis – through the militant traffic. We had breakfasts of small, sweet bananas and flew past rusty trucks full of fresh plump pineapples on the streets.

Fragments of Uganda