This sense of extreme isolation turned individuals into family tribes. From one to five to twelve friends, assorted nationalities and various tattoos, we found ourselves playing games on the beach. Snorkeling, singing karaoke together. . .
It wasn’t until the black metal barrel swung towards my face, that I re-considered the warnings, “Don’t visit Cebu.” This bbq stall – one of ten identical tables serving grilled […]
As featured this week on We Blog The World: The scent of caramelized garlic constantly hung in the air of the Australian accommodation I shared with several Filipino women. Onion, […]
In Southeast Asia, the daily market is like a garage sale + grocery store + auction house on too many cups of coffee. From unusual meat items to untasted fruits, […]
On the S. East Asian road for five months now, I’ve noticed a number of skills and talents that we – the so-called “Western World” – are greatly, sadly, lacking; […]
Pronounced (with the ethereal voice of an angel): hash brown burger What I (or Jollibee, a favorite fast food chain in the Philippines), bring you now requires an open mind, […]
