Batanes: The Difference

My third visit in the island of Batanes provided me with impromptu selfies. It is a realization of perspectives.

I will post photos of my first, second and third visits. I mesmerize until now of the difference in the photos. And the reason behind the way it was shot is a puzzle to me that wants to be validated by my own mind. 

I deny overthinking. But I leave it to my friends. Because until now, I am speechless why my photos are the same but different, if you know what I mean.

I was gallivanting & giving in Batanes in December 2013 to January 2014, April 2014, and October 2014. I just cannot find other photos. 

Here goes:

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January 11, 2014

October 14, 2014

Batanes: The Sweet Moving On

I usually liked taking photos of myself facing the camera, courtesy of my tripod.

Lately, I noticed, the photos, old and new, seemed different and I appreciated it more.

The walking forward emerged to me as a symbol of moving on to something. And I feel free-er thinking about it, attracting the vibes.

Whatever it is, I hope to know soon.

The Child Who Travels In Me

I started to read the ebook and I read all from the first page. This is the part that struck me this morning and I like this most, "the child from whom this grown up grew."


To Leon Werth

I ask the indulgence of the children who may read this book for dedicating it to a grown-up. I have a serious reason: he is the best friend I have in the world. I have another reason: this grown-up understands everything, even books about children. I have a third reason: he lives in France where he is hungry and cold. He needs cheering up. If all these reasons are not enough, I will dedicate the book to the child from whom this grown-up grew. All grown-ups were once children--although few of them remember it. And so I correct my dedication:

TO LEON WERTH
WHEN HE WAS A LITTLE BOY

-The Little Prince



Let me tell you why I can relate to these words.


Last weekend I went to Baler, Aurora Province with my bodyboard, which is a hand me down from my brother and my nephew. Yes I had to get it to keep my young nephew safe away from the strong waves of Claveria.


A month earlier, I was in Claveria, Cagayan Valley, in that beautiful beach of Sentinela; I was playing with the waves. And I felt happy and did not want to leave the beach. And I was praying for a time to do it again.

TV Stint: State Of The Nation ni Jessica Soho - Assignment Pilipinas

I giggle when I see myself on television.

Sharing with you my very simple appearance in this news segment. I am at the last part. You can move forward or wait patiently.


It is true that you can never expect "pasalubong" from me except the great unwritten stories which i often call "untold stories" which you can only hear from me, that i can tell over and over again. Because it is the memories that linger more than the photos and material souvenirs.


Also, because of this appearance, I became the whistle lady. And it is true, that I used to bring a whistle in my solo travels. It was a sentimental gift from a friend, Archie Pinzon. It got lost when I was in Coron. It was never replaced. I still have one metal whistle. And I wish to buy a plastic one, Spalding brand, to replace the lost gift.


Hope to have more tv appearances so that I can share some tips to many people and inspire them that solo travel is safe, as long as safety is first!


Buy your whistle guys!

http://www.gmanetwork.com/news/video/199127/stateofthenation/solo-backpacking-nauuso