Beautiful Things
A running list of things that I am grateful for or that have supported me in some way.
The Airport Made Me Choose: Filipino or Non-Filipino?
A Filipino-American’s first trip to the Philippines: Why visiting my ancestral homeland felt less like a homecoming and more like meeting a stranger for the first time
Memory of a Fellow Vagabond
One of the most memorable encounters during my 2 year stint as a vagabond was another traveller at a hostel in Christchurch, New Zealand. A modern, clean place that had an indoor turf area and outdoor stainless steel fire pits. The kind of hostel that had “pods” rather than “bunks”. It smelted like an airport in there.