homeless in makati

after three days of stepping in between shadows of buildings, i’ve mastered the art of not getting toasted by the sun’s humid rays. finished shuffling papers and checks between embassy, banks, offices and notary public, i’m almost done with my errands, except for the medical stuff, security clearance and other things to buy. haven’t met up with the vips – my cousins and friends, or whoever’s left of them that’s still here. i’ve already used up a week, can’t wait for the rest of my vacation to unfold in sunny cebu.

food has got to be the highlight of this trip – got a taste of my favorites – oysters, prawns, crabs.. yum! it compensated for all the calories i burned while running to catch the schedules of the places i need to go to.

as i retire each night on my room at the 26th floor, i can’t help but marvel at the lights of the city – the place i’ve called home since my first day at nursery. it used to be all trees and tall grasses in this part of town, now everything has been replaced by parking lots and malls. suddenly, i feel misplaced, uprooted, homeless…

though mornings greet me with a magnificent view of the skyline, i’ve found that this dot on the map has lost its meaning for me. i’ve found relevance somewbere else, and soon i will have to say goodbye for good as i grow my roots away from here.

hong kong: one night only

flight from vancouver arrived at 9pm and now stuck at hk airport waiting for food shops to open because i’m starving.. turns out my 40c$ is 288hk$ according to the ticker at travelex, enough to get me a popeye’s cajun chicken (if only it were open) but apparently not even enough to buy an iphone case which costs 350hk$ (not that I eat cases for dinner, but why do tech shops stay open longer? they aren’t necessities; or are they?). feasted my eyes on the new ultraportables at e3, that’s all I can afford – to look at them. practiced my people skills and talked to random stranded passengers like me who have nothing but time to burn on a sunday night.

this is why people stay grounded – to have a warm bed to sleep on instead of airport lounges, to eat comfort foods instead of vacuum packed processed jerky, to have someone to say hi to late at night.. and yet i would never trade the stories of these people i’ve met in transit to any piece of bread right now. i’m gonna go grab a panini. ^_^

california sun

christmas morning found me at yvr waiting for my flight to san francisco which got delayed from 6am to 1pm because of a hurricane warning. not wanting to spend the rest of the day in transit, i opted to take the plane to los angeles instead.

getting off the plane, the first thing i noticed was the sun, i missed its warmth after being huddled up in snow for too long. met up with relatives and explored the terrains of simi valley. i want to live here, i’ve said the same of chicago and new york but this time i really feel it tugging at my heart. maybe because there’s family here who gives me free hugs =).

didnt do the usual touristy stuff but i did manage to visit hollywood and stroll along the walk of fame. the days were filled with shopping and errands and catching up while the nights were overflowing with clubbing, pool, sangria, jager bomb, poker and more stories to fill my empty jar.

my favorite nook is on top of the hill of reagan library overlooking the canyons while watching the sunset. will definitely need to come back here.

city of angels

as i wrap up my 5 days of sun in the city of angels, i feel a sense of loss. the crows sing in the background and suddenly i miss everything and nothing all at once. top priority on my list right now is to rebook my flight back home so i could leave bc earlier.

for the past 12 months, i’ve been on 27 plane rides, 2 boat rides, and countless road trips. it doesnt really look like i’m running away from safety eh? for next year, i plan to stay grounded, just spin in place and grow roots. it may be frightening at first but i know it’s time to hang my wings out to dry and pursue the things i’ve avoided for so long – settling down.

a long december and there’s reason to believe
maybe this year will be better than the last
i can’t remember the last thing you said as you were leavin’
now the days go by so fast

and it’s one more day up in the canyons
and it’s one more night in hollywood
if you think that i could be forgiven… i wish you would

the smell of hospitals in winter
and the feeling that it’s all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
all at once you look across a crowded room
to see the way that light attaches to a girl

and it’s one more day up in the canyons
and it’s one more night in hollywood

if you think you might come to california… i think you should

drove up to the hillside manor sometime after two a.m.
and talked a little while about the year
i guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,
makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her

and it’s been a long december and there’s no reason to believe
maybe this year will be better that the last
i can’t remember all the times I tried to tell myself
to hold on to these moments as they pass

and it’s one more day up in the canyon
and it’s one more night in hollywood
it’s been so long since i’ve seen the ocean… i guess i should

– counting crows, “a long december”

empire state building

used to be called the empty state building during the great depression, they hired people to go up and down the elevators to switch the lights just so it would look like it’s occupied – that’s one trivia i learned from the tour guide, don’t know if it’s true. this historic place was under construction when went in to take a few snapshots of the city from above. it was also unlike the john hancock, or cn tower, or even the space needle where the elevator person at least says something about the place – here we were just whisked into an elevator and went from one metal detector to the next. from the 80th floor, we went up to the observatory by stairs, just for the heck of it, twas 6 flights up and no turning back.

last night we witnessed how big a deal christmas is in nyc, carollers everywhere, buildings all lit up, shop windows filled with holiday decoration – the cynic would say it’s commercialism, but i think it makes the city more alive and vibrant, helps to distract yourself from the monotony of daily existence. i love to be in this place, bc looks so dull and gray now in comparison.

walked towards ground zero and saw the vast emptiness that used to be something. they’re rebuilding it into a central transportation hub. amazing grace played in the background as i read their sign – think back, move forward, afterwhich we proceeded to st. patrick’s cathedral.

as we packed our bags and head to jfk to catch our plane, i already have a list of what to do on my next visit: – meet up with friends, helicopter tour, walk along central park.

i heart ny

got on the hop on hop off tour of nyc, much like the chicago tour i took. walked along 5th avenue to times square, shopped till i burned a hole in my pocket. the day was too cold for sight seeing, and the tickets got sold out at the battery park. tomorrow we’ll visit the empire state and lady liberty, and of course, do more shopping. i’ll be back in the summer and check out central park and see niagara falls from this side of the world.

i have a penchant for bridges, took some nice still shots of the brooklyn bridge from the south seaport, can’t wait to see the golden gate and add it to my photo collection. my fave is mandaue – mactan for sentimental reasons, and akashi kaikyo, the longest suspension bridge, located in kobe.

courtesy call

toured washington dc – smithsonian institute, museum of air and space, potomac river, lincoln memorial, capitol, reagan airport, and the white house. had lunch at chinatown and caught the amtrak train to newark. checked in at the hilton and called it a day, tomorrow – new york city.

“i wanna be a part of it..”

thanksgiving thursday

arrived at bwi at around 9am, good thing the connecting flight waited for the rest of us who got stranded. the passengers were giving us mean looks when we finally boarded, especially since the flight crew announced that “finally the passengers we are waiting for has arrived” hehe, makes me wonder what happened to the ground personnel that comitted the mistake.

mavic’s relatives were waiting for us at the terminal, we drove straight to their place and had brunch. slept for most part of the day, recharging my batteries, we’re scheduled to do shopping tomorrow at dawn – my first black friday shopping. hmmm what to buy?

stranded in seattle

seatac: flight to detroit got moved out. we were at the middle of the runway when they asked the pilot to go back to the gates. apparently the ground crew loaded the wrong luggage to the cargo bay; we had to go back so they could sort it out. it took a good one hour until everything was fine. we also had to do another refueling since we lost gas while waiting for take off at the runway.

this is the first time my flight retreated from take off; how very opportune when the connecting flight – detroit to baltimore – is just an hour and a half away. it’s God’s way of saying: sit back, relax, not everything is in your control. sometimes you just have to let go and let God, everyhing will be alright.

leaving las vegas

sunday is for shopping. we went to the fashion show mall and visited our favorite tech destination – apple store. of course, can’t go there without buying gadgets or acessories, it’s a miracle though that i didn’t end up buying anything. still sticking to my last tech item purchase of the year. vin brought a macbook, i’m dying of envy.

went to ceasar’s palace and had another photo op beside the replicas of european statues. had lunch at cheesecake factory – their beef ribs serving is huge, and godiva cheesecake is to die for. strolled by the forum shops where ferragamo is just beside coach and fendi – a shopaholic’s heaven, mavic momentarily forgot her woes when she saw the designer labels lined up before her =)

by 3pm, we were on the way back to the airport, another weekend over and done with. time flies so fast, 2 days is not enough for this place. on the plane, we entertained ourselves by playing pai gao, still can’t get enough of that game, it’s so addictive.

i wish my wish on the falling star would come true, but then i saw how hopeless it all seems now, so i just closed my eyes and blinked back a teardrop. i know i could have asked, but i can’t handle the truth, so the moment just passed in silence. don’t know which is worse – leaving 24C of soulless nevada sun or coming home to 5C of heartless vancouver clouds – maybe both, compounded with the feeling of being left behind. wish i could go home soon. i need a hug.