Tag: shoreline (page 1 of 5)

Nogas Island in its Splendor

“Tall and tan and young and handsome, the boy from Ipanema goes walking, and when he passes, each girl he passes, goes ‘ahhhh.’ When he walks he’s like the samba that swings so cool and sways so gently, that when he passes, each time he passes, I go ‘aaaaaaaahhhh.'” Read more →

Roxas City: Palina Greenbelt Ecopark

Just 5 kilometers away from the city proper of Roxas, you’ll be entering a realm of 8 species of true mangroves (some are already century-old), 34 species of birds, 13 species of fish, and 64 species of shellfishes all residing in a coast at Sitio Cablatan, Barangay Cagay. Read more →

Day 256: Drying Laundries at Ramon Magsaysay Park

Remember my dilemma at packing and me being a virgin at backpacking? I suppose this still covers it. Although, I am trying my best to fit into the culture of being an expert at traveling light. Haha! 🙂 At 8:45AM, we are now here in Ramon Magsaysay Park, just  near the Sta. Ana Wharf – probably just a 15-minute walk or a 2-minute tricycle ride. Read more →

Day 255: The 85 Indians on the Shore

“Oh Sudami Adi! Oh Sudami Adi!” shouted one of the eighty-five male Indians who are swimming, splashing, and throwing themselves onto the water at this 2PM scorching heat. Read more →

Day 92: Top 10 Emerging Influential Blogs For 2012

It all started with a single thought of traveling the world before turning 30 – that’s approximately 9 years. Between Coordinates is mainly established to hold posts about my travels and my plans to circle the globe. Instead, it became a portal for some people to relate about the places they have been to, experiences they had when they started traveling (especially packing light), and just having those “spur of the moment” conversations practically anything under the sun (life per se, struggles, passion, finances, the importance of living and work). Read more →

Day 91: Time Is Luxury. Money Is Nothing!

A year and a few months after being in college: wild dreams of becoming a corporate guru and a billionaire – these were the thoughts of a young woman bound to be exiled in a life of regrets. Now, I just want to do the things I love and finally get a life that is actually worth living. No straight 8-hour work slavery. No “limited” vacations. No gigantic paychecks that will never make you happy and contented – it only makes you hungry for more. No “you-have-to-work-here-to-have-money-and-enjoy-life” sermons. That’s the last of it. Read more →

Mangrove Forest to Thrive in Punta Taytay, Bacolod

It was lunchtime then and we were having Calamares, Grilled Squid, and Oysters at the Viewing Deck, overlooking the Panay Gulf – staring at the Island of Panay and Guimaras. On the far right of the coast, I saw a woman, bending her body towards the earth. “What is she doing?” I asked myself. Immediately, I finished my last bite, washed my hands, and went down for a walk. Read more →

Malayan-Indian Tradition: Seaweed Flour

Conversations coming from experiences in Belize, Central America are quite rare to have with someone whom you just met for a brief moment. His tales of hidden paradise and unforgotten cultures, caught my attention as I was holding on to a seaweed freshly caught from the shore – locally known as “guso.” I enjoyed talking to a man who might have been to most parts of the world and my eyes we’re like puppy dogs’ that were so eager to know more. Read more →

The Dying Tradition of Budbud Making

Budbud is a “first class” salt produced in towns like Miag-ao, San Joaquin, Guimbal, Igbaras, Tubungan and even Tigbauan and Oton – these salts were pain-stakingly made from bamboo nodes and sells for about P1,500.00 to P2,000.00 per sack. In the book of Failagao entitled “History of Miagao” (read blog post of iloveiloilo) the author mentioned that the salt-making industry in Miagao, Iloilo, originated in Barangay Guibongan in the year 1823. 8) Now, that’s history! Read more →

A Kayak And A Drowning Woman

I opted to try kayaking at the Linaon Bay in Negros Occidental. It was my first time and I definitely sucked at it – BIGTIME! The bay stretches at about 4 kilometers having those calm, wave-less, waters. It has an average of probably 15 to 18 feet from the surface to the floor. Well, it sounded like  a great opportunity for me to practice and hone my “kayaking” skills, right? Read more →