I am a traveler since I was a child.
I remember having tantrums inside a cabinet in Baguio because I did not want to join my father on his office trip. *brat mode*
The whole day of my 12th birthday was spent inside a SuperFerry headed to Iligan City with my mother.
I fell on some rocks in Iloilo with my back first because a strong wind blew me away when I was holding an interior of a tire as salbabida when I was with my grandfather. Ended not swimming and sent to a manghihilot.
I drank too much coke when we had a field trip to a Coca Cola factory when I was still in elementary.
I was holding tightly onto the bars of Anchors Away in Enchanted Kingdom while my right knee was shaking when we had our family trip there.
From the day I was born to my 2nd year in college, all my travels were either with my folks or a requirement at school. But all that changed when I was browsing on Friendster and checked the Bulletin Board, my elementary classmate was inviting for interested applicants to join the Lakay Kalikasan Mountaineers.