Four gently heartwarming tales that surround a coffee-flavored urban legend.
Three World War II stories from our grandmother, who was a little girl in Manila when it was destroyed and liberated.
I review a 132-year-old essay by Filipino polymath José Rizal, which is both a wistful imagining of possible futures and a dire warning of impending revolution. Did it accomplish anything?
I buy and learn to drive a motorcycle — a power move and a bid for freedom. We also started a vlog!
Frederick Douglass called P.L. Dunbar "one of the sweetest songsters his race has produced." This is my favorite P.L. Dunbar poem.
Our New Year 2020 trip to Surftown in San Juan, La Union. We took our custom-built scrambler out for her first long ride out of town.
An unusual evening round the campfire. Definitely not an experience we actively looked for, but one for the books.
As tropical storm Ineng whirled over Luzon, I slept in the car and our little group of five crept up the mountain in cold, blind darkness.
The Tapulao Traverse is a 40-kilometer journey which we took at a relatively slow pace — four whole…
Formerly the Villaroman mansion, the Palacio de Memoria is a pre-war home built on what was once the…