Our decisions these days are all based on the traffic situation – the place to live, school to study, restaurants to dine, malls to go, and spots to travel. As years went by, this traffic […]
Author: dakilanglaagan
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I am Marjorie and welcome to my backpack reflections. Dakilanglaagan contains my thoughts and sentiments about traveling, hiking, and adulting.
I'm not really a superb writer, but I write nonetheless. Life is too short to be consumed by other people's comments. Let's pursue what keeps us sane.
LOOK: Treasures Found in Toledo, Cebu
It was through an invitational post on Cebu Wanderer’s Group that I got a chance to visit Toledo – the gateway to the western part of Cebu Province. It is the home of the Atlas Consolidated Mining and Development Corporation, now Carmen Copper Corporation. Planning to join a treasure hunt as well in Toledo City? Here’s what what we found.
Change of Faith in Isola de Francesco
Isola de Francesco is located around 10 minutes away from Panglao island. Owned and developed by businessman Ramon Rodriguez, Isola de Francesco is a perfect place for those who want to reflect and meditate in harmony with nature. The gentle hum of the waves and the chirping of the birds in the island provides a relaxing comfort to those who seek peace of mind and wisdom amidst the troubles of mundane life.
The Colors of the Rain
People who keep umbrellas in their bags are weird. This is one of the many crazy things Christine taught me when we were in college. I don’t know where she got that, but that’s one […]
Borrowed Summer Days in Alhibé Farm
You know you had a great childhood when you have tons of stories to tell about summer. Those crazy games you played, tricks you mastered, friends you earned, bruises that marked how you survived through […]
Why it took so long to write about Danasan
I once asked God to bestow me with patience – to forgive people when they’re late, to slow down when others can’t keep up, to remain calm when things become a little inconvenient or delayed. […]
Was it wrong to visit Sambawan Island?
Reflecting on it, Sambawan Island opened a lot of opportunities for me. It made me connect with other bloggers, hikers, and people whom I would never have met had I declined Glister’s invitation. Indeed, you’ll never grow if you stayed on shores. As they say it: only rough seas make great sailors. Once in a while, you have to be bold and take risks. It’s either you win or you learn. It would take a lot of convincing because it’s really scary. But if you take risk, you also get rid of the uncertainty, of the ‘what-is’. Probably it won’t work exactly the way you hope it to be, at least you didn’t sit around playing safe while immense possibilities lie in the corner.
Where to go next after Bada
Gaining friends in the mountains is quick and easy – trailfood and few shots of empe’ are the key. But keeping them for life is the real work. Sooner or later, the group will disband; each one will follow trails that would lead to the summits of their own lives. Somehow, the group chat comes alive, but most the year, it lies idly, toppled over by other chats that demand more attention. Truth be told, there are some moments that we can no longer recreate.
Because creativity takes courage
But in this daunting age of social media, creativity greatly requires courage. Whatever you post online can either make or break you – even your own opinion, thoughts, or stories. My write-ups weren’t spared from such criticisms. They became subjects of not so healthy arguments. And the critics – or shall I say bashers – didn’t settle with just scrutinizing; they went below the belt. Personal attacks were fired. Curses flew like confetti in a raging war. But you know what hurt the most? It’s when trusted allies turn their backs on you.
Breaking a Promise in Albay
Everyone was beyond excited for that Albay trip; after all, it’s our consolation after a year of hard work. That even though we experienced several delays, everyone was still enthusiastic upon seeing Mt. Mayon from the window seat. Such enthusiasm didn’t flutter despite the thick clouds that covered Daragang Magayon all through the day.
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