Let me tell you my horrow Halloween story. It happened in Siquijor.
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Category: Home town
The Dolphins of Lazi
This morning, I arrived in my home town aboard a ship. It was my second time to disembark at our town’s port, and there is a different feeling when you land on your home town. Sunrise was early today, and the boat passengers were treated to a wonderful show only Mother Nature can provide. While the boat was passing through the Simacolong/Lazi Bay area, several dolphin-like creatures started jumping out from the sea!
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Holy Week tradition in my home town
Growing up, majority of the population in my home town, Lazi, Siquijor, is Catholic. And Holy Week is steep with Catholic traditions, most of which I actively participated in when I was younger.
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The Summer That Was, 2018
Each summer of my life has always been memorable. But not all summers have been happy. It was a summer when I lost a young love. It was summer when I lost both my grandfathers. But it was also a summer when I got married and it was a summer when our dear nephew was born. This summer, the summer of 2018, was made more memorable because of my trip to New York but frankly, summer to me has always been about doing new things, reading new authors, and making memories with my family.
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The Unicorn, and my Favorite Beach in Siquijor
Siquijor was home to me. But through the years, I have redefined the meaning of home. I have increasingly agreed with the cliche saying, “Home is where the heart is.” I add to that, “Home is where my happiness is,” and my happiness is not always in Siquijor, or is not always associated with a specific geographic location. But summer is always Siquijor to me. This is because I am always happy in Siquijor during summer (and, yes, for some reason, I don’t feel very happy in Siquijor in other times of the year). So to Siquijor I go during summers. Continue reading “The Unicorn, and my Favorite Beach in Siquijor”
Psyche Castillon 