You make me wanna blah blah!

I found that there are 3 common reactions to "I'm going to travel alone": 1)  ang lakas ng loob mo!  2)  inggit ako  (or similarly, dream  ko rin 'yan ) and 3)  sana mahanap mo na dun si  'the one'.  The first would make you double, triple, quadruple check your already carefully planned out itinerary because why does it seem like everybody's scared for you when you're not even scared for yourself? Fine, you'll get about 20% scared for yourself because you'll realize that you're not really that good with maps but you're the best at getting lost or taking the long route home.  The second would excite you either because you can't wait to one-up everybody else who hasn't done it yet (!) or simply because it used to be a dream for you too.  And the third would make you wonder  "bakit nadamay si  'the one'?" ...and " taiwanese  (or whatever nationality)  talaga si ' the one'?!"  Ewan . ...

I̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶s̶i̶m̶p̶l̶e̶ ̶l̶i̶f̶e̶ ̶g̶o̶a̶l̶s̶.̶ ̶ I have simple requisites for rather "fancy" life goals. Case in point: I want to go to Paris to hug (and not even to eat!) a brown bag full of hot, freshly-baked baguettes. Never mind that the Eiffel Tower's standing right behind me, asking for a selfie. I want to go to New York to take the subway in a trenchcoat and Manolos--looking like I'm in a rush just because. Haha. Anyway, a few weeks ago, I got to tick off another simple item from my list, and that is to wear a vakul in Batanes. Yay!  The vakul is a headgear made from abaca that is designed to protect Ivatans (Batanes locals) from the heat and the rain. It goes well with the kanayi (vest) and the backpack, don't you think? The whole ensemble's so "abacard" (hahaha get it? 😛). Too bad the kanayi's  actually for men.  With one clear objective in mind, I felt so accomplished already after having tried the vakul. But-...