This is the part, you've got to say all that you're feeling
Packing a bag, we're leaving tonight when everyone's sleeping
I love traveling.
I guess that comes to no surprise to anyone who knows me well.
I've seen a lot of the Philippines ever since I was a kid, thanks to my parents' insatiable wanderlust. (Yes, excuse me for using that word: I know it sounds so corny, how it's thrown so easily nowadays.) I have fond memories of sitting at the back of our pickup truck on our way to Ilocos, bringing back to Manila sacks of onions from our relatives up north.
I've experienced riding a non-airconditioned bus all the way to Sorsogon, taking in all the soot and grime during the nine (or was it twelve hours?)-hour trip. I remember my Nokia 3210 taking a dive in the chilly waters at the pier while waiting for our boat to Uson, Masbate (my mother's hometown) one early morning. Our family picture at Mines View Park is displayed somewhere in our house in Las Piñas, to remind us of a happier childhood.
I don't mean to paint a rosy picture of my family, of course. We've had our ups and downs, and I would be lying if I say I've resolved all my issues with my parents. Still, those times we've been traveling seemed to be a metaphor to what my mom has been saying to me all along: whatever it is you're going through, just go through it. It will pass.
HELLO, MY NAME IS EVAN TAN.
I'm a writer and communications professional based in Manila, Philippines. Outside of my regular job, I like to travel, work out, volunteer, watch movies and plays, go to art galleries/ fairs and museums, read books, and eat vegetarian food.
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