The End of Living Life Vicariously Through Friends

Last March 1 was a momentous occasion in my life, an end of an era – which I privately call “Living Life Vicariously through Friends Era”.

I quit my job to travel.

Finally.

I’ve been working for an investment bank in Taguig for about three years now, while pursuing my Masters Degree at Ateneo De Manila University. On the side, I edit books, doctorate manuscripts; write research papers for my college professors – to have extra income for schooling expenses. Did I mention that I am living independently, paying utilities, doing groceries and spending my own money for almost about everything you can see in my house?

The past years have been very hard on me. The word hard may not even capture all the sacrifice I’ve made to be here today. As a full time working employee by day, and a self supporting student by night, I had lived very frugally for the past years. All my spending regulated, food expenditure limited to a certain amount per day. I had to endure sweaty summer nights because I flat out refuse to turn on the AC (I know I’d financially suffer at the end of the month because of a shoot up in utility bills, so no thanks, I’d endure the heat), I trained my eyes to focus only on the “need” items while doing the groceries. I had to sigh in front of display windows while longing for that pretty mailman bag from Debenhams, or that cute peep toe pumps from Charles and Keith.

That was my life after college. That was the life I left the moment I resigned.

 Because I’ve been very frugal, I managed to set aside some amount of money for tight times – supposed to be my times of drought and for emergency cases.  Not until recently when a good friend reprimanded me for being so cheap on myself all these years. This friend had been a traveler even before he can walk and talk. He spent his summer vacations on different parts of the world – from Europe, Americas, Asia and even Africa. All these experiences molded him to become one of the smartest, wisest people I know.

 Let me share with you a snippet of our normal conversation:

C: Go travel.

Me: I have to save first.

C: You already have your savings, why not use it?

Me: Its not enough.

C: live by your means.

Me: what is there’s an emergency?

C: you know what? You have A LOT of excuses! You say you don’t have time, you say you don’t have money, you say it’s not a bad time. Maire, you’ve been working so hard, why are you depriving yourself the opportunity to see the world? To actually live?

Me: *speechless*

C: I understand your point, but time is running fast. We are growing older. When you have a family of your own, all your money will be spent on them. When your kids graduate from college, your knees are to weak to travel. When will you start to travel? Travel why you have the time, the energy and some money.

Me: but..

C: No buts. You love taking pictures, why don’t you go out there and actually see the world with your own eyes? You have to make mistakes. You have to learn. And most importantly, you have to take risks.

As always, he’s right. He had been right all this time.

I remembered a line from some book I read, and it goes like this “In order for a ship to sail and see beyond its horizon, it must leave its dock and set forth”.

And, as what my Hallmark bookmark says -There are new paths to be traveled, roads to be taken, dreams to be turned into reality. Set your spirits free and soar into the great unknown.

 

This is my dream. And now, I’m starting the journey.

PNKY Travel Cafe: Where Dining Al Fresco Is The Best Way To Go

Here were the reasons why I went to Baguio this time:

1. I want to visit The Kids (Karyl, KatKat and Kimmy) and Uncle Nestor
2. I promised Ate Joan that we’d go to Baguio after I’m done writing my thesis
3. I want to visit PNKY Cafe

The reason why I wanted to go there is I’ve never been to a travel cafe before. The moment I browsed their website, I’ve decided that “Hey, I HAVE to be here.” It is actually a combination of three different business ventures: it has the travel cafe, the bed and breakfast and their antique collection.

PNKY Travel Cafe

So the quest for PNKY began. My cousins and I took a cab from Burnham Park. The driver was taking us to Cafe Wil (tama ba Karyl?), he himself doesn’t know where it is until I told him it’s near Pink Sisters. How near? Just about a hundred steps away from 50s Diner near. Our fare was just 61Php, I gave the driver 65Php and he already thanked me cheerfully. You have to love the people in Baguio. You just have to love them.

I immediately loved the place. We decided to eat outside; one of the staff kindly wiped our table with alcohol. We got to sit in chairs which are just basically chopped tree trunks and there are several makeshift tiny cottages. Their napkin dispenser is a carved camera! How cute is that!

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Serenity of Tagaytay

I have always dreamed of going to Tagaytay, but being the girl with poor directions, my plan of going there alone is obviously doomed for failure.

My family came to visit me from the province one weekend and insisted that we go somewhere nice; Tagaytay came instantly in my mind.

Hello there, beautiful.

Papa treated us to lunch at the famous Leslie’s. We had seafood, bulalo, kare-kare,  fresh fruits, sisig and a lot more. I particularly enjoyed their fruit platter. The view was breath taking. We ate al fresco while overlooking the famous Taal Lake.

After a hearty lunch, we decided to drop by at the Sonya’s Garden, which, in my mind, is my personal heaven. I love the stillness of the place, the theme surrounding it, I love the beautiful doors which they themselves are work of art. There were a lot of different flowers and plants and vines crawling up to makeshift beds with white laces. I love the calmness that the area exudes. I love the smell of the sweet bread coming from the bakery. I love the little shops with aromatherapy oils and ostrich eggs. I love the traditional water pumps and stone basins with flowers scattered around the place. I love the clay bricks that covered the floor. I love the tainted colourful light lamps along the sidewalks.

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