My Sidetrip To Intramuros

This trip is suppose to be joined by my office mates but I fell asleep yesterday so it was cancelled. When I asked them earlier today, they’re no longer available because of some other commitments they have.

I decided to push through this plan since I’m also going to my school in Manila to process my pending papers. Right after my epic fail appointment at school, I head right away to Intramuros. I took a bus going to Manila city hall.

Revisiting History

I have been to Intramuros several times already during my college years but I just want to take a glimpse of the “Walled City” (Intramuros’ nickname) once again. The temperature is humid but the sky is gloomy and you can feel some rain drops from time to time. I entered in Lyceum area. I couldn’t remember how this place was and it looks a bit different this time. Or maybe before I wasn’t paying much attention to the structures and I’m just becoming more appreciative this time. I passed through several old buildings and some are obviously new but were built after the old ones.

Here are some of my favorite shots:

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History And The Aftermath

Something has caught my attention as I continue to rediscover some other parts of the “Walled City”. Right next to the historic structures are the evidence of the current situation of our fellow Filipinos. I don’t know if they are informal settlers in this area or they have land titles but just can’t afford to have their houses fixed to make it look more presentable as the other structures.

I have one concern for this place. We all know that Intramuros could tell everything about the history of our country and that it plays a very important role in our tourism industry today. I know that these people who settle their houses inside these walls are also important as they are the ones who maintain the place, guide the tourists and make all the establishments running but the view really ruins to what suppose to be the perfect view of our history. I have nothing against the settlers as it looks hundreds of family are living here.

In my point of view, and if I may suggest to whoever handle the matter of taking care and preserving this place, they could have provided a much better structure to these people. Maybe relocate them to a nearby place or maybe put them together in one area within Intramuros. As a matter of fact, as I was walking around there was a commotion and after a few minutes the guards in one of the establishments were able to put a man on handcuff. I overheard that the man on handcuff was a “salisi gang” member. That doesn’t give a good impression to the tourists. They would think that the place is not safe.

The Mermaid With Two Tails

Anyway, as I continue to walk around and appreciate other edifice, my camera’s battery got emptied. I was running out of memory too. I ran to two different Mini-stops to get my battery charged but I was disappointed. Aside from my camera’s battery misery, I was late for Fort Santiago too. They have hours(curfew–I don’t know if this is the right term). I was losing hope already because I know there are still a lot of areas that I need to take pictures with. I gave up already, I’m defeated. I was on my way home when I saw a very familiar sign board of a coffee shop. The mermaid with two tails. I had no second thoughts of going inside. I know I have to save some money but I have to get my battery charged even if I had too much caffeine for the day, I am willing to pay. So I got in and ordered a coffee(coffee addict certified). I am thankful I stayed because I had the chance to write this blog in that coffee shop while I was charging the battery.

History Lives Forever!

I know this is not my last visit here.

A couple of thoughts on this trip:

1. History should not be forgotten.

2. Every time we go back to a certain place, we learn something new and discover new things. (Redundant?)

Charles Muntz: “Adventure is out there!” -from the movie UP

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Reasons Why This Blog Exist?

“Negatron vs. Mr. Brightside”

I have this long debate in mind before creating this blog. The “Negatron” side of me is telling me not to create a blog since there’s already millions of blogs and there’s no reason to flood more the internet with non-sense, no brainy articles. He (my negatron ego) told me that I am not good at writing articles. The other side, “Mr. Brightside”, however, is telling me that I should, because I have a lot of things to write about and that I can inspire millions of people with my free-flowing thoughts 🙂 (self-declared). He even told me that I need to create this blog which will focus more on budget traveling.

The Battle continues…

Negatron, of course, had a rebuttal. He said that I won’t make it because I don’t have the luxury of time to waste on this stupid thing since I work eleven hours a day and that there’s nothing there for me. He even made me ask myself, “What’s in it for me?” He reminded me that my lowest grade when I was in high school was in English. He further explain that if I would make a blog written in Filipino, it would limit my readers. The “millions” would be cut down to thousands or lesser. Mr. Brightside wouldn’t let me down. He enumerated more reasons to push my plan to create this blog.

Here’s what Mr. Brightside has to say:
-I won in an essay writing competation when I was in high school (1st place)
-I can always use Google to research on anything so I may sound knowledgeable (pagGoogle-lan ng time).
-This can help me improve my writing skills or I could practice more on writing
-I can brag about my travel adventures to my friends(The yabang side of me–I don’t think this is positive) 🙂
-Those who’s native tounges aren’t Filipino, they can always do the Google Translate or leave a comment to ask other readers or me to translate the non-english words or phrase for them.
-I can use this blog as a credential to my dream job
-I will have another reason to travel and that is to add my adventure into this blog

He enumerated more reasons but I fell asleep… Even in my dreams, he continued enumrating more reasons which inspired me even more. He said that I might meet my future wife here because she will accidentally read one of my inspiring blogs. (wink)

When I woke up, I have this smile on my face and I feel so inspired to write. Immediately, I was able to write a short poem about a place I’ve been dreaming of visiting. And as they say, the rest is history.

“I’M A BACKPACKER BUT I’M NO DORA”

DISAPPOINTED IS MY NAME!

It has been my dream to travel around the country. See the beautiful places, faces and even the different culture that every island has. So far, I have been to some places like, Subic, Baguio, Pililia, Bulacan, Bataan, Roxas City, Pagbilao and of course to my hometown, Masbate–just to name a few(Naks! akala mo naman nakapunta na talaga sa maraming lugar, few kasi few pa lang talaga napuntahan ko so far).

Last year, me and my friends had about five or more planned out-of-town trips, but all (as in ALL) of them were cancelled. How disappointing it is to learn that a suppose-to-be exciting trip has been cancelled. Disappointed is my last name! My most recent disappointment was a month ago. My friends from my previous company have invited me to a Puerto Galera getaway. It was planned way ahead, as early as January or February. The moment I received the invite, I filed the leave right away. I was so excited because I have been imprisoned in the dusty streets of Manila for almost a year already. I even tried working out to gain some muscles because I know I will have to show off some skin on the beach.(LMAO) So, came April, two weeks prior to the said date, they were asking for confirmation from us. Everyone is excited. Days past and only a few days left when I received a text message coming from one of the organizers saying “Jay, sorry, di tayo tuloy. There have been conflicts with the schedule. So Puerto is cancelled!” Wow! Seriously?! What the?! How in this freaking world a 3-month-planned trip get cancelled?!

They’ve laid down their excuses but I paid no attention to it. They even tried to orchestrate a spa bonding but that’s not what I want to do. Besides you can’t stay there (spa) and get the massage and all the perks for three days.

BACKPACKER

With all the frustrations and disappointments I had from the previous plans, a very wild and crazy idea came to mind. BACKPACKING. I have been considering doing this for some time but it is just too outrageous and an out of norm type of travelling. Besides, I haven’t been to any place alone

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