Here we go…

RF and I bonded over wanderlust. We used to walk around our old neighborhood holding hands and talking about everything and nothing at all. For pit stops and coffee breaks, we’d count out centavos to score coffee-flavored water at the local carinderia and a few sticks of Winston Reds. And still we’d talk as we watched our cross-section of the world parade by in their everyday dramas. We talked about what we were and where we’ve been, who we met and why we remember and where else we’d like to be and what we’d like to be doing at this exact time five years into the future.

Well, seven years later, we’ve managed to cover a considerable amount of pavement and dirt road. And even if we don’t count out centavos for coffee and cigarettes anymore (I stopped smoking. He hasn’t.) due to improvements in our financial adventuring, we still carry the same amount of wanderlust around. We promised ourselves that we’d try and cover every inch of the Philippine map, traveling alphabetically. Then we’d expand to traveling the whole wide world! ROME! VENICE! SPAIN! ITALY! Ship docks, mountain ranges and vineyards! *thunder*lightning*

However, the state of being working stiffs and not the offspring of filthy rich hacienderos have afforded us something of an extra adventure: the challenge of travelling under the radar and only on weekends. YAY! What happens is pretty much like a car-stuffing thing that used to pass for car pool back in college. The challenge would be to stuff as much worthwhile things in a few days for less than your weight in gold. Exciting, huh?

At first I just wanted to pack a bag and ride a bus, but sensibility prevailed in the form of Mr. Accountant. So plans, however sketchy, were dubiously accepted: brief researches yielding touristy destinations, places to stay and how much to set aside to keep us from washing a hundred dishes a night or swimming back home to Manila. So far, the loose arrangements have worked. And as long as we keep a few hundred in his socks for emergencies, we were fine. Sensible arrangements, at least!

So this is how this blog got started: wanderlust, a few extra bucks and trigger-happy fingers on camera-weilding hands. Enjoy with us!