Social Surgery

Social surgery is a bit of a favorite experience when I’m in the city. It’s for those moments when you need a buzz but not too much. Given a tolerance close to nil, this one will set me up for the night. And by that, I mean it’s straight to dreamland. This is for the…

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Maps

Here’s an idea I’ve been playing with: A map of notable spots in my city. Will update this as much as I can. But it’s interesting to somehow list all of this down. Insert internal screaming here. Drop other additions to the list in the comments! Protip: this is best experienced in fullscreen.

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A dash of cognac

Early day, running around the city to take pictures and get some work done. Part of the reward is hoping into this nook of a coffee haunt. The white brew is memorable and something I always come back to. And, as often as I can, I add a dash of cognac. Just a hint.

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Best cup of coffee.

      What’s the best cup of coffee? It’s the brew you make with your eyes struggling to open / a waft of perfume guiding your toes between sleep and wakefulness / heavy clouds of sleep hide from the din The cup that makes you believe you’re a poet at such an ungodly hour.

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Too sweet, after you

And to warn future goers, only take one at a time. A tripleshot Viennese coffee, panna cotta and chocolate bingsu don’t have to be consumed in one sitting! Stay alert! Be aware.  

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Cebu Design Week 2018

Cebu Design Week 2018, first of many. Was it my childhood wish to see Cebu Design Week happening? 90% MAYBE. Can I quantify the amount of caffeine consumed weeks into the hurricane? No. Nevertheless, it was a worthwhile birth-pain. And as I choose to be child-free, this is a worthwhile alternative. Happy first birthday, baby!

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Hazelnut Latte fix from Bali

Some time March 2018, I was forced into time off. Have to say… was the most pleasant out of the office activity in a long time. Also, has anyone mentioned that the Hazelnut latte in Bali’s Bamboo Green School is out of this world? It’s not the sledgehammer-type street coffee you encounter in Phnom Penh or…

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Coffee Hut after palm sugar cubes

Jai Yong Coffee Hut happened right after palm sugar cubes. If there was a polite way to prevent your guest from biting into a serving of palm sugar enough for 5 people, our ladies from Chiang Mai certainly did it. And with a smile, they tell me: that is not dessert, it’s sugar and would…

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Hongdae street crawl

Right. I lied. South Korea is definitely more than just Hongdae. This university street has back alleys for the curious and anti-social. Wandering along those tiny roads at night brings about rap battles on one side, a zombie coffee shop in another and some dude with his car’s trunk popped open. Upon closer inspection, I…

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Caffeine Fix: Davao

Little boy borrowed my camera while we sampled Bluegre’s Durian Coffee. Durian, on its own, is already one thick, creamy confection that catwalks perfection between bitterness and sugary heaven. Given you’ve been dealt premium grade stuff–getting one when it’s barely ripe or simply not the variety for you translates to disaster. Anyway, wasn’t this a post on coffee? Durian…

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Five For Fighting

Five for fighting seemed a clever title earlier when I was thinking of what to call this post. At past midnight, though, trivialities can appear overly clever. Like, for example: Five For Fighting. When I think of a better one, it will change. One afternoon, stuck in a bookshop had me amassing books. Part of my mind…

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Temple raiding, caffeine break

What to do in Siem Reap? Lots of walking, running around and finding your way through life-sized Tetris blocks. Once in a while stop by a sidewalk stall and grab a sweet dumpling, which goes best with their sledgehammer-type coffee. Oh, you think dark coffee is your ally. But you merely adopted dark coffee; this brew…

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Kapurpurawan Rock Formations

Carved by nature is Burgos, Ilocos Norte’s Kapurpurawan Rock Formation. Visually, it’s the closest to Ireland’s northern coast I’ve been–inclusive of occasional squalls, sans freezing wind.

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Water Bending near Plaza Salcedo

Got to love a mix of the old and new. After you’ve taken a quick stroll around Vigan’s Calle Crisologo, head to the town center. Hard to miss Plaza Salcedo, it’s right in front of St Paul’s Metropolitan Cathedral. Juan De Salcedo first built St Paul’s in 1574. Earthquakes damaged it back in 1619 and…

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Staccato Travel

2014 ushers in much like the day before or the week before and I’ve come to understand that goals don’t jump in front of you like a surprise. More in tortoise manner, they’re a trifling staccato towards perceived ends. Most times the result morphs with time, not exactly what you’d first imagined but more than…

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Ender’s Game

No. Sorry. No. Not related to the movie at all. And those wishing to read about it may be redirected back to google as I’ve yet to browse the movie’s novel, itself. People say it’s good so… might just give it a moment. Spent most of the day doodling. From technical drawings to the not…

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Prepping 101: Food Source

No, this post doesn’t declare my accrual of a green thumb–at the least, mine is red from nail-biting. Aggregating thoughts swimming about, I’ve decided to create a series on sustainable living. When the nearest Mcdonalds or 7/11 has been toppled by calamities or a horde of zombies (you never know), what’s one way of providing…

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Dapitan: In your spare time, draw fish.

Colours will distract you some days and they’re captivating enough to count as valid nutrition sources. Think photography, for me, has always involved tiptoeing lines between light and shadow; it’s a time-consuming exercise and a healthy distraction that sometimes serves it’s purpose, drawing in cash when necessary. Myriad of hues with it’s hint of comedy,…

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Sustain the habit.

Continually, life blindsides me on an innocent Tuesday while you’re simply flowing with the tides. Salt to the face, ocean breeze, stray jellyfish nipping at your leg. My childhood, continuously tethered to bodies of water; the ocean a metaphor for life. What am I getting at? I’m not so sure yet, I just know that…

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