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Friday, June 23, 2017
Winter is like of my neighbor’s receding hairline. Its decline is subtle and gradual. Inconspicuous from day to day. Yet, while seasons regenerate and are renewed by annual equinoxes, his crowning glory showed no signs of recovery. Sitting at the...

THE DOROTHY IN ME

To be in a place where I have never been.   This was my friend’s dreamful answer, Marco Giovanni Battistotti, when I came to ask him a naïve question one solitary afternoon on the fabled island of Langkawi. His candid fanciful vision...
  The strong smell of black coffee, served in a plastic cup no bigger than a shot glass startled me from my deep slumber.   As one flight attendant pushed the cart forward, tightly squeezing it along the narrow neon-lit aisle while...
August is coming to a close in Lucca, a masterfully preserved medieval Italian city situated some 50 kilometers to the west of Florence and a short 15 minute drive from Pisa’s Galileo Galilei International Airport. The sweltering Tuscan heat...
  Cruseilles, France - On a steep, narrow country road at 1,150 meters above sea level, my travel partner accelerated the engine aiming at the waggish sound of alpine bells.  As herdsmen rallied the cows to graze on the undulating...
Lisbon is in no hurry. It takes its time. The city wakes up when it wants to and sleeps only when it needs to. Slow. Like the container ships that glide under the 25 de Abril Bridge appending the capital...
The train heading to the city center whizzes by after halting for a few seconds at the Kuala Lumpur Central Station. Echoing from a distance, one can still hear the rumbling of the engines like an ominous thunder in...

WHEN IN CEBU

  There was nothing but the gentle lapping, splashing and sedating sound of the waves, and the occasional cry of a passing gaff-rigged motorboat or the crisp April zephyr blowing from the shore of Punta Engaño on the Island of...
In many ways, a story can always be written and at times, be told. If I have to start mine, I’d like begin in the region of Bordeaux.   Now, this is a story about passion, patience and tradition. Like stories...
  The sight of a solid, 20-inch bluish-green body adorned with protruding red spots greeted us.   In perfect stillness, I saw him glued to the wall like an exquisite adornment. His physical demeanor told me to stay away. Yet the more...

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