Bring it on 2013!!!

“Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.” – Brad Paisley

So today is my first blank page and like every January first of every year I write down my new year’s resolutions. This year I am keeping it simple and putting it here for the world to see. Hopefully this way I will be able to stick to them

1. JFDI and train insane – to workout more – that’s the goal! Hopefully my Aussie friends don’t read this because they’ll prolly laugh and think that I’m doing more than enough and might think that I’m going crazy. Haha. But seriously I need to be committed and consistent when it comes to this. JFDI.

2. Eat healthy and cook healthy – My holidays consisted of junk food, drinks, cheese, chocolates, lollies, rice, bread… That should be more than enough motivation.

3. Stress less – I seem to stress about the small things and not stress about the big things. I should really stop overthinking.

4. Travel more – I partly feel like I’m losing a bit of myself by not being able to travel. I know the past year has been a massive change so now that things have settled a bit I will find a way to travel more. Hopefully I will find time to travel with family, with friends and also find the time to travel alone again.

5. Visit at least 2 new countries this year

6. To finally start my “Project Life“ – I bought heaps of material for this more than a year ago and never got the chance to start on it. The start of the year is the perfect time to start on it, yeah?

7. To get a tat. Yep, I can’t back down now (Chad, if you are reading this – I.will.do.this!). I don’t think this is a resolution though. Haha.

8. “Sing like no one’s listening, love like you’ve never been hurt, dance like nobody’s watching, and live like it’s heaven on earth.” – Mark Twain

HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! May you all have a year full of laughter, love and travels

“Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche”

My close friends and family know that I love to read. I like or at least try to write. When it’s past 2 am and I’m still awake my mind tends to wander. To prevent it from thinking about things that don’t particularly make me happy I do just that – read or write. And tonight maybe because of my homesickness I remembered one of my favourite poems of all time.

Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche (Pablo Neruda)

Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Escribir, por ejemplo : ‘La noche está estrellada,
y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos’.
El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta.
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Yo la quise, y a veces ella también me quiso.
En las noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos.
La besé tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito.
Ella me quiso, a veces yo también la quería.
Cómo no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos.
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido.
Oir la noche immensa, más inmensa sin ella.
Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el rocío.
Qué importa que mi amor no pudiera guardarla.
La noche está estrellada y ella no está conmigo.
Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos.
Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.
Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca.
Mi corazón la busca, y ella no está conmigo.
La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos arboles.
Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos.
Ya no la quiero, es cierto pero cuánto la quise.
Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.
De otro. Será de otro. Como antes de mis besos.
Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos.
Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.
Es tan corto al amor, y es tan largo el olvido.
Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos,
mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.
Aunque ésta sea el último dolor que ella me causa,
y éstos sean los últimos versos que yo le escribo.

Year 2012: Thank You For Leading Me Home

I suppose it’s a bit premature to say thank you to 2012 twelve days before the new year. But just in case the world ends tomorrow I want to have been able to reflect on this past year (and of course it helps that I have time to do that now ).

Moving to Australia was the hardest things I had to go through in my life. Leaving my friends behind broke me into a million pieces. I left my comfort zone, my home and the people who have been the source of my strength in life. I remember thinking “am I wrong for wanting such a massive change? am I wrong for wanting to follow my dreams?”. At my age stepping out of that small Manila bubble was more than a big change. It was a life altering decision.

Looking back, I wouldn’t have imagined being where I am now. There had been great highs and terrible lows. I’d been disappointed. I laughed and I cried. Because of the move, I was able to push myself emotionally, mentally and physically. Looking back at 2012 I can’t be more proud of where I’ve been and where I am. This year brought me more than I could have ever wished for. I wasn’t able to travel as much as I wanted to but I discovered the Maldives and the South of New Zealand. I am too far from my Manila friends nor do I have heaps of friends over here but I have been blessed with the most wonderful bunch of people.  These past few months would have been terrifying without all of them. I was always afraid of applying for a job and ended up with one of the most satisfying (albeit very tiring) jobs one could ever ask for. I was scared that since my 2 boys moved for me they wouldn’t be able to adjust but it seems that they have – beautifully.

So to my family, thank you for putting up with the move, for putting up with me and for loving me every second of the day. To my friends and family in Manila and to my best friend in the US, I miss you more than words could ever say. Thank you for the unending text/facebook/whatsapp/viber messages, emails and calls. Even from across the miles you all have been my strength and the reason why I smile everyday. To my friends here in Australia, thank you for the warmth and laughter. I am very lucky to have you all in my life and cannot imagine not having all of you in it. To the big Guy up there, I never say it enough but thank you. This year has been the biggest blessing yet and for that I am utterly, wholeheartedly grateful.

So 2012, thank you for leading me home.

Thank You 30!

It’s 9:30 in the morning here in Sydney and it is my last as a 30 year old. I was 6 years old when I first flew international and yet this is my first time to celebrate my birthday outside the Philippines. We have nothing planned but I don’t think I’ve ever been this excited for a birthday – ever. Last year I felt like dying and crying as my 30^th drew near but this time around I am quite content with where I am, what I am and what I have accomplished in the past year. It has been an exciting 12 months. We got our permanent resident visa for Australia. My son started his first year in school. I have been to a total of 34 countries. We moved to Australia and a lot more in between. Last year was supposed to be year of bad luck (Chinese calendar thing) but despite the hardships I was more than blessed.  I cannot be more grateful for the wonderful year that has passed. So thank you God (and universe and to whoever is listening and making my dreams come true) – thank you for my husband, my son, my new house and all these new experiences in this beautiful country. Thank you for my sister, nephew, cousins, friends and all the awesome people in my life (and for getting rid of the people who do not deserve to be a part of it). Thank you for the good vibes, happy thoughts and countless blessings You have showered upon my family. I will forever be thankful. But I know this year will be even greater – I will own it and claim it. Cheers to 31!

My Top 8 Travel Memories Of 2011: #1 Traveling Alone

SOLO TRAVEL: AN ADVENTURE WORTH TRYING

This is a year late but still the most important travel goal I achieved last year. Among my circle of friends and family, traveling alone was not a normal occurrence. This was also one of my goals before turning 30 last April. I opted to go to Ho Chi Minh city in Vietnam. I chose Vietnam because it was a place I had not been to.

The hardest thing about traveling is wanting to go home and be with family yet still having the urge to continue moving forward and discovering new things. I know if it weren’t for my husband and son, I would probably just keep traveling until that thirst is fully quenched- which I know might never happen. I always get this wave of sadness as a trip comes to an end. It is something that I truly love and long to do everyday of my life. It is something that I know some people will never fully understand.

Traveling alone put certain things in perspective. It gave me the silence that I never thought I needed. It gave me peacefulness like I never knew existed within me. Like it said in Kent Nerburn’s book “You should spend time alone. I don’t just mean minutes and hours, but days and, if the opportunity presents itself, weeks. Time spent alone returns to you a hundredfold, because it is the proving ground of the spirit”.

I went to Vietnam not knowing anyone at all. But then realized that I was actually lucky to not have had friends there because it gave me that push to open up and talk to people. It was fulfilling. The good thing about this experience was it made me want to travel more on my own. It was not easy and it was very stressful at the beginning but at least I was able to do it and know that I’ll be able to do it again.

I also realized that other Filipinos are not used to seeing Filipinas traveling alone for pleasure (or maybe I just looked like a lost puppy). The ones that I talked to were quite shocked that I was on my own and immediately assumed I needed help and wanted to take me under their wing. This was also the case prior to my trip. Friends that I talked to about it wanted to know why I wanted to travel on my own and were quite bewildered that it was my own choice. It was sort of funny. But I’m truly grateful for all the kind people I met and got to spend time with.

The scary part of it all was being away from home when the big earthquake/tsunami hit Japan. My hotel room did not have a window and I could not help but think of the things that could happen. But like any other trip, despite the stress and frustrations I encountered (and the fact that there isn’t that much to do in Ho Chi Minh), I really had a good time. And though I don’t think I’ll have a lot of time to travel on my own again anytime soon, I would gladly do it again in a heartbeat.

My Top 8 Travel Memories Of 2011: #2 Moscow, Russia

THIRTY

I started this blog mainly because I wanted to write about my quest to visit 30 countries before I turned 30 last April. Unfortunately I was not able to do that until 1 month and 16 days after my birthday. And my 30th country was Russia.

Prior to the trip, I’ve heard so many things about this country. I never really knew what to expect. We booked a private tour and was met immediately by our guide Natasha. My first impression as soon as I got out of the airport was ‘I’ve never seen this much pollen in my life’. Coming from the Philippines and even though I’ve travel quite frequently, I’ve never experienced high pollen season. At most I remember being a kid and trying to catch one of these because they said that you could wish on it if you did. It was thrilling then. Pollen season in Moscow wasn’t.

After the initial shock over all the pollen, I was able to breathe normally without the fear of choking on pollen and I was able to enjoy the beautiful city. During our short stay in Moscow, we were able to visit the historical Red Square. This is the city’s main square where famous structures such as St.Basil’s Cathedral and Lenin’s Mausoleum can be found.

Moscow also has beautiful subways. I am not talking about clean, nicely structured subways but a few of the Moscow Metro stations are some of the most extravagant and probably magnificently designed stations in the world.

Despite having a hard time communicating with people it was fun seeing signs in Cyrillic script. It was also fun trying to learn how to speak Russian even though the only word I remember is vadah (water). All in all, I was pretty happy that this was my 30th. I’m now looking forward to the next 30

My Top 8 Travel Memories Of 2011: #3 Krabi, Thailand

MY HUSBAND, MY SON AND I

I am grateful for the gift of travel. But I am more thankful that I get to travel with my family. We have been questioned about the decision to spend our money to travel the world as though it is a crime to love and appreciate what other cities have to offer. I can only say that I have no other excuse except that deep down in my heart I know that no amount of money can ever replace the priceless experiences I’ve encountered and we’ve encountered together. And if I could, I would spend almost all my money just to travel with my husband and son. I definitely look forward to discovering more places that will inspire me to love the world even more.

This is why our last family trip for 2011 to Krabi was more than memorable. We stayed at a pretty fabulous hotel and I got to spend a lot of quality time with my husband and son. We ate Thai food every chance that we got. We went to Hong Island and my son played at the shore for hours.

As mentioned in a previous post, we also went to the Phi Phi Islands. We went around Krabi town/Ao Nang and got drenched with a sudden downpour. We were soaked and had to take shelter in front of a jewelry store in Ao Nang. We were amazed at the kind staff from the store who went outside and gave us a roll of tissue paper. We had to change our son’s clothes and wrap him in a raincoat while he was sound asleep. We got to ride a luxury speedboat, a regular speedboat and an open truck.

We were able to snorkel and my son was able to see “100″ fish from the boat. We saw elephants and my son discovered an array of insects much to my dismay. Add up all these experiences plus the beautiful town of Krabi and I got one of the best family trips I could ever ask for.