Las Filipinas

Las Filipinas… it’s been long overdue that I visit my native land, where both my parents were born and immigrated from with my grandparents when they were kids. While a visit would have only been made better if my parents and sisters were there, and while it was unfortunate that I was meeting my father’s side of the family for the first time under the circumstances of my great-grandmother’s passing, it felt really amazing to be in the land of my people.

Visiting the Philippines felt a lot like visiting Toronto in the sense that I was going there to see and spend with family, (most of whom I was meeting for the first time!!!) who were the most generous hosts and hospitable guides. It was nice to be surrounded by family being away from mine since August, and to have family act as my travel guide as well as be the best kind of traveling company.

Without my relatives, I don’t know how I would have gotten anywhere. Traffic, especially in Manila can be particularly awful, but I had the best time riding public transportation in the form of “jeepneys,” (small, colorfully ornamented public buses) and in the sidecar of motorcycles.I spent the majority of my time with my great-aunt Flory who lives in Manila and together with my aunts, we also visited the northern province of Luzon (Ilocos Sur & Norte), and Tagaytay in Cavite. I also traveled further south to Oriental Mindoro, where my great-grandmother lived.

There were a lot of firsts for me in the Philippines: I met a LOT of cousins, and great-aunts and uncles for the first time, rode a horse, sang karaoke outdoors, ate a lot of homecooked Filipino meals for the first time in months (!!!), fed a camel, saw a windmill up close, went swimming in a waterfall, and watched a dancing fountain show coordinated to “Watch Me-Whip/Nae Nae” (among other songs).

If I could describe the Philippines in one word, it’d be “warm.” The Philippines has a very lush, tropical climate year-round, so it is very literally a warm place. There are a lot of farms, rice fields, beaches, and waterfalls. Manila is a big city, but visiting smaller towns, and rural provinces was refreshing after the hustle and bustle of China, and Hong Kong.

The people of the Philippines were so warm and welcoming as well. My family showed me the warmest hospitality and made sure I enjoyed my visit. My trip there was such a treat. I’m always grateful, so grateful, and I feel so proud of my roots. Maraming salamat po, las Filipinas!!! Until next time.

I’ve been in Japan for a few weeks now, friends. I hope to update you sooner than later about my time in Tokyo before I jet-off and run my JR pass to the ground starting this weekend… but if I can’t, sit tight. I will share about my time here, promise.

A happy week to you all, and happy watching my Philippines footage!

Love from Japan ♥

I’m a very lucky girl.

My parents celebrate 24 wonderful years of marriage today. Congratulations you two crazy kids! This post is for you. It expresses a smidgen of how much you guys inspire, motivate and have taught me about support, teamwork, love, and hard-work. I’m lucky to be your daughter. I adore y’all, so much. ♥

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Dearest Mother & Father,

You two have always been my biggest fans. Through every little victory of mine (like, everytime I finish a meal that weighs more than me), and every major milestone (such as graduating from college), you two have been there, and I am so fortunate to constantly have your support. I don’t think I could put into words how grateful I am for both of you. You taught me discipline, the value of a penny, and the importance of having a goal and working towards it. Despite the fact that my sisters and I grew up without having a so-called “allowance,” we were never without anything we needed. You guys always made sure of that.

But it was because I was raised without an allowance that I knew I wanted to be able to earn and pay for things myself without having to go to you guys. You’ve always provided me with anything I could ever need, and you both work so hard. So from my thirteenth birthday and every Christmas for those next few years, I saved money I had been given, giving it to father to put towards what I called “My Retirement Fund. To be thirteen and saving for retirement… yep, I’m definitely y’alls daughter.

You two have always stressed the importance of school from when I was very young. In high school, I became aware of how important grades were for scholarships and getting into college. I’d always been a good student (I like to think), but I made sure to work extra hard in high school, completing the IB program and receiving both my high school and IB diploma come graduation. All that hard work paid off. I got into a beautiful school with a great art program located in the ever-so-lovely St Augustine. Fortunately, I also received a generous amount of financial aid between the school, Bright Futures, and private donors. Again, getting into college and receiving the financial aid I did would have been more difficult to accomplish had I not had you two behind me, cheering me on and encouraging me to put 110% into everything I do.

I worked through college, holding a few different part-time jobs. Like you two, I like to stay busy. While not completely aware as to how student loans worked as a college Freshman, I knew what interest was and that it was not in my favor when it came to student loans. So, I started to pay off a bit of my loans with each paycheck, also budgeting for rent, books, art supplies and other necessities.

I am very proud of the fact that I never asked you guys for money towards school. Although, I knew that if I ever needed some extra funds, you wouldn’t hesitate to send me some. But that just made me want to work even harder to be able to support myself. You guys raised an incredibly independent daughter (arguably a little too independent). Although I have to say that I was always thankful for your visits during my college years when you would bring me groceries. Freshman Year, you told me that if I kept up my grades throughout school, you would pay what was left of my student loans upon graduation as my graduation present. I had forgotten this until you announced it as my graduation party *cue tears* in front of everybody.

Being the kind of driven student and person that you raised me to be, I am proud to say that I graduated with my Bachelor’s degree debt-free. Not too many graduates can say that. Money I would have spent paying off that last chunk of loans I instead put towards my month-long European trip post-graduation (another thing I had been slowly saving for for ages). I would not have had the same great experience on that trip without your support.

Even when it does get tough and you’re living that broke college student life where you’ve been living off nothing but pasta for weeks… we’ve all gone through, or are currently experiencing those tight times. But even when you feel like you’re at your low, things can only go up from there, especially with support behind you. Thank you mother and father, for pushing me to work hard, because hard work really does pay off. I learned that emulating the strong work ethic of both of you. I know better than to let anyone tell me otherwise.

I owe everything to you two for helping me see the silver lining through anything life has or will throw at me. Thank you guys. Love your favorite eldest daughter, Aiko. ♥

The kids table is always the best table.

If you disagree… I mean, to each his own. But really? What kind of person would prefer to talk to older and taller humans about grown-up things (whatever those things are), when you can laugh at fart noises without being judged and nobody feels guilty about having three servings of cake?

I recently got back from a month long visit to Canada. I was born there, and that is where most of my extended family lives. My parents, sisters and I try to go once a year, but the past couple of years I’ve been visiting on my own. It hasn’t been the same, but nonetheless, I’m always so grateful to spend time with my family up North, since it’s really only an annual thing.

It’s so crazy how much can change within a year. I’m the eldest grandchild on both sides of my family, so everytime I visit, it seems that more of my cousins have outgrown me. I can’t believe that two of them graduate high school this upcoming week, and that another two are moving to California in August to go to school and all my little cousins aren’t so little anymore!!

I can always be my silliest self around my younger cousins, and it’s always the most fun… #kidstable4lyfe.

Simply put, the kids table is the simplest. It’s a retreat back into the easygoing, good ways of childhood. No one is asking any serious questions (the most serious question being: can you break-dance?), and there’s no pressure (unless it’s to get up and demonstrate said dancing skills). Really, you don’t have to say or do much as an older, bigger kid at the kid’s table. Just sit back, let the kiddos do the talking, hence all the entertaining (their conversations are ten times more fascinating than any grown-up conversation I’ve been apart of) and be prepared to bring your a-game should you be challenged to a dance off.