Pre-Halloween Ootds

Earlier today at Corong-corong Beach, El Nido, Palawan, Philippines. 

A touch of  bright color on gloomy day from Saturday afternoon stroll

Chillaxing before the spooks come out later 😂;)😯:?😱

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Happy Halloween, my lovely peeps! Don’t let the zombie eat ya brains 😝

Wear That Long Quirky Black Dress 

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WHY STORMS ARE NAMED AFTER PEOPLE

“Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful places, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood on your mouth.

I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when i leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”

– Caitlyn Siehl

Love without boundaries. Let it take you to the farthest it can, to the ends of the world, so that you can never really go back to what you’ve been. Fall hard in love that just thinking about it makes it hard to breath.

My names’s Katrina, Btw. 😉

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GETTING MORE FUN OUT OF TRANSPO IN EL NIDO

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(The title seems like one of those post advertising tourist transpo companies, but i assure you that this is unpaid for post lol)

I was standing on an outpost near the city exit road yesterday waiting for the only multicab that will bring me back home (about half hour from El Nido). The driver asked us passengers in advance if we’ll be taking the back and forth trip, to which i said yes.

Fortunately my task at the town was done early so have a bit of time to walk around and eat some kwek-kwek (quail’s eggs coated with orange breading, which one can be eaten with spicy vinegar) before heading back for transpo.

The cloud is turning darker ominiously and i felt as it begun to drizzle, which turned into a full blast shower. I made sure all the zipper of my canvass bag was closed tight to prevent my things from having an unexpected swim inside.

Then someone approached me (a caucasian tourist), asking directions on how to obtain a bus ticket. My mistake is i just pointed at the small gate of the bus company compound, so he can ask for the bus schedule. I guess explaining the intricasies of our provincial transportation in the middle of pouring rain, with him half way crossing the road is not really a good social strategem 😂😂😂.

I said the schedule, and not the specific “how to get a bus ticket” as you don’t really have to get bus tickets here in advance. You just go to the terminal here (Bgy Corong-corong) and choose which bus (air conditioned and non-air conditioned) you fancy to board going to the city or some general points of Northern Palawan Highways and which sched is compatible with your time of departure from El Nido.

It is different if you want to ride the much cooler and slightly faster shuttle van (about 2 hours faster than the public transpo.)

Bus Pros:

– Stops in between municipalities, which allows you to get your  breakfast, lunch or dinner along the way while enjoying a glimpse of each municipalities where you can take a token picture.

-Amazing view
-Cool bus selfie! (and upload it using the free wifi aboard)
-Free Movies
-Give you the “i’m a cool traveller” feel.
– Cheaper at P350 (non-air conditioned) P400 (air conditioned) per person fare from El Nido to Puerto Princesa City.

Bus Cons:

– It can only work if your visit schedule is not time-constraint. Though there isn’t much time difference compared to shuttle van.

Shuttle Van Pros:

-Faster
– Comfort (Aircon and much softer seats, i guess?)
-Every passenger is priority (they’ll wait for you and you can even request to drop you off to your Inn or Hotel)

Shuttle Cons:

– A bit expensive at P500 per person fare from El Nido to Puerto Princesa City.

There you have it, my good peeps.

Maximize your travel and enjoy every second of it.

Look for unexplored angle, the road less travelled, create you own path but also trust google map lol If there’s no existing path, i think it’s better to wait for others so at least you will not go alone, in case it’s a creek ahead, or worse a deep, dark cave. 😂😂😂

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The world-famous Limestone Cliffs of El Nido

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Carpe Diem!💓

(Photo Credits: huffingtonpost.com
budgetTravel.com)

Love,

Your Island Girl

The Art of Missing And Catching The Train

First, we don’t have a train (yet) here in my hometown.😂 It was actually either a bus or jeep i have to catch at dawn, since there is one tranpo sched going to El Nido townproper. But train seems more romantic in a title so there it is. (I’m eating a salty biscuit while writing this, waiting for that tell-tale sign and sounds of approaching vehicle that will save me from my (not exactly) lonely wait outside my aunts house.) I hope i’m fast enough to muscle my way in and get a good seat.

It’s more than a month after my last post.  As i’ve indicated, my intended christmas work vacation was stretched, and i’m still busy enjoying my hometown so much making up for anything i missed for the past 13 years while studying, working and generally living in the city, while still doing some work on the side. Everything seems new once again, with familiar feels but strange memories.

Life here is slow,composed of  bright mornings, dramatic sunsets, cold dawn, and starlights clearly visible against the blue black skies untouched by smoke and pollution. I think that’s my favorite part. To be lost in the infinite vastness of twinkling lights above. I can almost hear them pulsating against the silence of the night.

Bucana, a cove, is a quiet fishing and agricultural village, sorrounded by mountains on both sides and accessible on solitary dusty roads by an overloaded bus and jeep which you have to wake up at 5am to catch. it is about an hour trip from the world renowned tourist town of El Nido. The road is composed of picturesque small farms and huts, with a painter’s precision. Although its not unusual to see Highway Department trucks on the still unpaved dirt roads. People know each other, and seemingly curious enough to know what i’ve doing for the past years.

The bus arrived at the townproper at 7:48am, with the passengers scrambling to disembark abd hurriedly do their respective tasks and official businesses at the municipal hall and buy basic needs, like soap,coffee, sugar, medicines and vitamins and some bric bracs at a bit lower price and catch the bus going back again at 10am along with fresh loads of cargo supplies to be sold at slightly higher price at sari-sari store back home.

My transaction was fast and i was back at the terminal before 9:30am, so i got to choose a seat beside the window at the back of the driver’s seat. I took in the busy area. Male tourist passengers with huge backpacks drenched in sweat, women wearing a combination swimwear and bohemian skirts, skimpy shorts, and sari. All carrying bottled water. They look anxiously at the bus, waving a piece of paper, the conductor listening intently, and gestured towards the door of the bus. Dust swirled as a new bus arrived, bringing in a flurry of activities as passengers retrieved their baggage.

My own bus was still half filled at 10am, and it means we will have departure delay. As i look for my overused strawhut which i carelessly stuffed in slingbag, i felt something warm on the front pocket. I looked inside and found a brown bag of forgotten donuts i purchased at the bakery. I took one and bite into the soft fried dough, savoring the sugary freshness.

I was supposed to go back by first week of January to the big city for 8-5 job. But each morning here, in this place with it’s salty morning breeze and erratic transpo sched, charmed me into staying another day, another week…another month.

I look at the bus bound for Puerto Princesa City and all the things i should be doing there at this time of the year, i remember “Gods of Egypt” showing soon, fries, coke floats, mcdonald’s, pizza, afterwork-stroll at the mall. And that’s it. My friends there would probably missed me during birthday parties and nightouts, but they also have their busy life and they can still call and text me. Also I can have everyday phone calls with relatives there to stay connected.

But maybe they have lots of good books on sale now…

Maybe that french bakery have those cutesy yum little cakes now…

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I dig into the brown bag and took another donut.

I think i’ll missed that bus… for now and let tomorrow decide.

Love, your Island Girl

The Trip

(Spoiler: Due to super slow connection, this post is three weeks overdue 😂)

Feeling drowsy and a bit dizzy at 2pm. Had a long trip the other night to spend  the holidays at my hometown. After 5 years, i am feeling a mixed of excitement, Anticipation and a bit of fear for what memories i may find left and waiting for me there(cheesey, i know😂). I broke my eyeglasses as i hurriedly picked up my bags so the sceneries illuminated by a faint moonlight was a bit of blur for me, except for the flickering lights of houses decorated for christmas as we passed municipality by municipalities. The symbolism is not lost on my wandering thoughts which seeks to find only the light in the ever dizzying changes of the world.

But all the emotions was easily overruled by pure happiness and comforting thoughts seeing the majestic outline of limestone cliffs of El Nido from a distance.

We have to wait for transpo (motorcycle fitted with a side metal cargo container originally designed for transport of fish, rice and even live pigs to be delivered to town, now with a piece of wood to serve as seats). So, along with two containers of water, and fish storage ice chest (empty), we made our way into tree-lined streets, stretch of ricefields and tiny huts with smokes rising on the nipa roof, while carabaos chewing their lunch  seems the only moving things in the midst of the afternoon.

The landscape is as beautiful, serene and calm as i remembered it during the many trips i had while attending high school in town, but it seems quiter now that i live in the buzzing city. Few motorists nods at us and seems very eager to give way.

We reached my aunt’s house at 1pm, and just looking at the sea makes me feel warm, a deep sense of familiarity and comfort filled me. And then i am ready for lunch of a variety of fresh fish and steaming rice.

Took a quick shower and immediately fell into a dreamless sleep.

I woke up in the sounds of boats passing the river, while yellowish light of sunset  passed through the thin curtain. I look out the huge window and saw a boat passing under the high wooden bridge beside my aunt’s house. I can’t resist taking a picture and decided to climb and take some more at the top. But i was overwhelmed and felt lightheaded the higher i got. I’ve decided to give it a rest and just took in the surrounding.

(The connection is really slow but i hope i can upload more pictures soon.)

Love, your Island Girl

CHASING MERRY-GO-ROUND

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“Love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile”.~  Franklin P. Jones

I was standing at the front of the merry-go-round ticket booth for about 15 minutes, trying to decide if i am brave enough now to repeat the ride i had with my officemates and a friend a year ago.

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I looked up at the swirling lights, mesmerized by the dazzling multi-colored star rolling up and down, the screams of people inside each of the compartment as the circle reached each quarter turns do little to convince me to ride again, reminding me of that overwhelming feeling, which starts from my toes to my stomach.

I turned my back on it, but it took only 5 minutes before i was walking to get a ticket, decided i have to do it, in defiance to my worries and fears. But before i reached the window, a japanese couple got there first, looking excited and seemingly unaware of their surroundings as they happily await for their turn at the ride, holding hands, and sipping shake from each other’s plastic cups.

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The cashier ran out of change, and have to go ask for some at the nearby kiddie duck ride, as i stand transfixed at each of the compartment come to view and seemingly dissapear in a blur as the machine turned faster and faster. I’ve finally decided i am too full with streetfoods for the ride. I proceeded towards the music.

The night sea breeze felt awesome as i tried to find my way at the crowded area near the stage to watch the cultural presentation. Costumed performers sat waiting at a makeshift dressing room near the back.

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I bought a shake at the little shack, looking at all the toppings you can choose, from marshmallows, Nips to sprinklers and rice munchies, which was be topped by a swirl of chocolate. The burst of sweetness and cold in my mouth jerked me from a dream-like state of being surrounded by light and the cold wind.

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A couple make faces and took a selfie beside the large christmas tree, the lights illuminating their faces and their clothes, giving them a yellowish-red glow. They checked the pictures and they laughed together.

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I moved towards the food stores, the aroma from motley display of grilled seafoods that will be soon someone’s dinner caught my my attention. I snapped a pic and moved on to the next stall before
i added lots of inches to my already not-so svelte waistline.

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I had last 3 pieces of kwek-kwek (boiled quails egg in orange batter, deep fried) before heading home.

On the way home, I chatted someone on messenger and told him i wished he was there with me. 😉 Would be nice to take selfies together under the huge christmas tree and ride the merry-go-round too. 💕 Maybe i’ve just seen a lot of love around tonight. 😉

Love, your Island Girl