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How I met my new brother Manik (or the end to a series of unfortunate events)

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Kolkata road to the airport. View from taxi. Sign of things to come.

 

Last week, I came home to the Philippines after my second visit to India in 1 ½ years. The trip was so terribly eventful, that after the first week, I broke down in tears wanting to immediately come home. But after I have cried my eyes out, I resolved to finish what I had started, a training that I wanted too much and invested so much into. The second week’s unfortunate events did not let up, but I had a respite in the good company of Lorina who was training coordinator in the 2015 workshop. She graciously invited me to stay with her after the training.

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Biking on a budget

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At Ortis Jordan Port, Guimaras Island, a twenty-minute boat ride from Iloilo City.

I always think it doesn’t have to cost an arm and a leg to enjoy what life has to offer. One can enjoy life simply, without the need for so much money or material things.

Our little family loves to go biking. And today, a holiday due to the birthday of Philippine National Hero Andres Bonifacio, is a perfect day to go biking to Guimaras, a neighboring island.  Continue reading