INTRAMUROS PASYAL SUNDAY

I have already said this before, that one of my dream jobs is to be a part of Department of Tourism's campaign, It's more fun in the Philippines. I think the materials are really fresh, creative and very witty :) I imagine shooting for that campaign must be life-fulfilling, getting to travel and discover more of the thousands of islands in your own land. But while I can see that this dream is not happening when I'm in an office desk eight hours a day at five times a week, my office job pays for the rolls of film I enjoy shooting with when days-off and short trips come, like this one :) I still get to be in my dream job once in a while.

On a one fine Sunday of March, I paid a visit to Viva Manila's flagship project, the Intramuros Pasyal Sunday. Pasyal is a Tagalog word which means, stroll. Simply put, you get to stroll within the Walled City, check out the local artisans, participate in the street fair and even dine after walking the entire Gen. Luna Street.

I only knew about poetry slam when I read Colleen Hoover's book Slammed, and I'm glad to see a live one here :)

Sometimes I feel like I'm one of those kids jumping, reaching for the bubbles of my dreams only to get a few mist in the face. But I say it's still worthwhile :)

P.S. My ultimate dream job is to be a National Geographic photographer. I can visualize it clearly when I sleep :D

ELUSIVE

Generously accommodating a variety of thoughts and feelings about life these days but words have become elusive, once again.

NEIGHBOR WALK

It's end of the weekend again and I just want to lay still until the end of time. Like photographs.

KIDS OF TONLE SAP LAKE

THE ROAD TO TONLE SAP LAKE

 

After visiting Beng Mealea, it was time for an hour drive to the largest fishwater lake in Southeast Asia. The road to the great Tonle Sap Lake and Floating Village is a journey in itself. The path is slightly narrow, almost enough for a two-way ride, but side-by-side, it houses the local Cambodian life. We even passed by a traditional wedding :)

From time to time, we are served with wide area of green fields, something that reminds me of the fields here in the Philippines. The only distinction, and a very noticeable one, is the red soil :) Even the plants and parts of the houses are red too because of the dust coming from the vehicles passing by.

When we arrived to our destination, we hopped on to our boat and listened to the engine roar. I sat, curious on a new community that lies ahead of us.