I Heart Travels

Siargao: Where Spam Dreams Meet a Bleached Reality (and a Cocktail or Two)   Day three in Siargao, and I'm starting to feel like I've been living in a tropical fever dream. It all began with a breakfast of champions – a plate piled high with eggs and spam. Yes, you read that right. Spam. Apparently, it's the only cheap option here, and I'm not one to judge. After all, when you're surrounded by turquoise waters and palm trees, even spam tastes like paradise.   Next up, a van transfer to the Tourism Office. After a quick stop, we were whisked away to the port for our snorkeling adventure.   The boat ride was a blast. The sun was shining, the breeze was cool, and the only sound was the gentle lapping of the waves. We finally arrived at the snorkeling area, and I dove into the water with a sense of childlike wonder. The coral reefs were sadly bleached, but still a sight to behold.   After a refreshing swim, we hopped back on the boat

Siargao 2023: Day 2 - From Canton to Cloud 9 and Back Again (With a Side of Spam)   Day two in Siargao dawned with a promise of adventure, and I, fueled by a breakfast of eggs and pancit canton (because who needs fancy when you can have carbs, right?), was ready to conquer the island. My first stop was Tourism Road, a bustling hub of activity, reached via a trike ride that felt like a rollercoaster through the island's charming chaos.   My mission? Grocery shopping for the next six days. This is where my "I'm-going-to-eat-like-a-king" plan met the reality of Siargao's limited options. Picture this: a tiny store crammed with enough instant noodles to feed a small army, a limited selection of vegetables, and a surprising abundance of spam. Yes, spam. Apparently, it's a Siargao staple. I even managed to snag a Mang Tomas, channeling my inner Nadine Lustre with a grocery store selfie. I emerged from the store with a bag of questionable p

Siargao 2023: Day 1 - From 4 AM Bus to Bliss (and a Jollibee Pit Stop)   Alright, folks, buckle up because this is the tale of my epic journey to Siargao, a tale that began with a 4 AM bus ride and ended with the salty kiss of the sea breeze. It's a story of buses, bikes, and a whole lot of Jollibee, so grab your sunscreen and your sense of humor, because we're about to embark on a wild ride.   My adventure started in the heart of Quezon Province, where I boarded a bus that could only be described as a rolling freezer. The air conditioning was so powerful, it felt like I was stepping into a giant refrigerator. The music was a chaotic blend of pop hits and local ballads, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat and excitement.   After what felt like an eternity of honking and weaving through traffic, I finally arrived in Magallanes, Makati, specifically Alphaland. My next challenge was to navigate the city's infamous traffic, and let me tell you,