I was 11 the first time I traveled alone. It was a two-hour commute via four different vehicles from Quezon City to Antipolo. I didn’t get lost, robbed, or scammed – all those times. Now as an adult, I get to explore more faraway places. But I’m no wiser. Some of my major travel mistakes happened when I […]
Not all of my travels are great. This post is about the not-so-fantastic parts of my adventures – the misadventures. Trust me, there are many ways to ruin a trip – a weekend travel in particular.