No, this does not refer to the TV series, just a recent quick trip to Baguio.
Wednesday at 12:15 am, I took the Victory de luxe bus from Quezon City to Baguio City. The non-stop trip on a solo reclining seat was worth the 600 pesos fare. Twenty-four hours later, on Thursday at 12:15 am, I [...]
In the Bible the number 40 means a very long time. When we read that “it rained 40 days and 40 nights,” that is not to be understood literally; simply that it rained for a long. long time.
This morning, I thought of the biblical meaning of 40 when I met Atty. Camilo Sabio at [...]
Today I took part in three meaningful liturgies. No, I did not attend three religious ceremonies, though one included some prayers.
In the seminary, I learned that the word “liturgy” combines two Greek words - laos (people) and ergon (action or work). We can translate liturgy either as “public works” or as “mass action.”
As a young [...]
Today I wished I had the gift of bilocation.
It was a day when I needed to, but couldn’t, attend activities that were happening at the same time in different places. I was reminded of what a Brazilian activist said at the 2007 World Social Forum in Nairobi, after repeatedly hearing delegates complain about not having [...]
I spent Holy Thursday to Easter Sunday in Naujan, to be with Inay. The hours I spent by her bedside, watching her sleep, gave me quiet time to reflect on a theme that recurs in my life - passion death and resurrection.
The theme had a very personal angle during those days, because of the pain [...]
Last Sunday, after 12 days away from home and country, I could relate to the feelings of OFWs who usually clap their hands when their plane hits the runway.
I even saved on the 740 pesos charged by the airport taxi service, since Viking Logarta whom I met in Phnom Penh was on the same flight [...]
Last night, just after the sun had set, I sat at the corner table of an eatery on the Mekong riverbank. It was too early for the other diners, and I had a silent last supper in Vientiane. To have virtual company, I tried sending a text message to Girlie, but couldn’t connect.
I asked the [...]
Behind the Mall of Asia, the SMX convention facility was the site of a 3-day “Energy Summit” convened by the Department of Energy from January 29 to 31.
Girlie was curious about the summit, and decided to join, but to get there on time we would have to leave Quezon City early to avoid the traffic. [...]
The KLM flight from Amsterdam arrived on schedule before noon, and Girlie kindly fetched me at the NAIA airport. After helping Ayen sort the Havaianas I managed to buy just before leaving Sao Paolo, I took a shower and stretched out for my longed-for nap.
Just before 5 pm, Girlie woke me up: “We are invited [...]
During the martial law years, one of the strongest guerrilla fronts of the NPA was in the southern part of Negros Occidental. The media called it the “CHICKS” area, each letter representing a town: Cauayan, Hinobaan, Ilog, Candoni, Kabangkalan and Sipalay.
Last April, I visited Sipalay for the first time, taking the long 178 kilometer drive [...]
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