Text by: Kimmy Baraoidan Photos by: Chris Quintana and Kimmy Baraoidan “Si Tatay Dagsa daw nasa UPLB. Nakatambay daw s’ya sa UP gate (Tatay Dagsa says he’s in UPLB. He’s staying at the UP gate),” said my friend Chris in a text message. As luck would have it, I was just around the area, on…
Photos and text by: Sonny Yabao Playing tourist in this modern city is no big deal. In an age when everybody takes pictures with a cellphone, you no longer stand out in a crowd even with a big SLR around your neck. Only a sleepy dog lazing in the sun on the pavement would dare…
Text by: Kimmy Baraoidan Photos by: Chris Quintana and Kimmy Baraoidan I grabbed a cold bottle of beer at Fred’s the night of April 30, with hopes of drowning the summer heat. It barely did; it was a sweltering 30 degrees Celsius and 71 percent humidity (according to timeanddate.com) even at night. It was literally…
Text and photos by: Sonny Yabao It was only when we pitched our tent and cooked dinner and opened a bottle of brandy did we hear singing voices with the familiar electronic sound in the background a few meters away. It’s paradise lost again, I thought. But then our loud conversations did seem to drown…