In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Careful.”
One fall Saturday this October, we took the kids to the dog park in South Street Seaport. Rice, the Westie in the picture, always enjoys running around and playing with other puppies, big or small. Cookie, Val, and Chase had a great time chasing each other as well.
In capturing this picture, we had to balance getting the puppies’ attention and making sure that they stay in their position. I’m very happy with how it turned out, as their poses showed a bit of their personalities!
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Grid.”
Las Casas Filipinas de Acuzar in Bagac, Bataan, Philippines prides itself in its showcase of “Filipino talent, ingenuity and craftsmanship”. And I was blown away by how beautiful this place is, and how the owner is able to preserve the past.
My family and I went to this place as part of our 3-day trip around Luzon, which I will write about in the succeeding blog posts. For this week’s photography inspiration, I have chosen this picture of the Balanga Church replica in the Las Casas property.
Stay tuned for my posts about our travel adventure!
A few blocks away from work is the Hudson River Park, which is my favorite park in the city. Not only do you get a picturesque view of the Hudson River, downtown NYC, and Hoboken, but the park is also excellent for biking, running, or the simple joy of hanging out with friends.
Do you have a landscape or a particular place that you’d always love to come back to? This particular landscape is one of my favorites, and has been the subject of my many Instagram posts.
During summer, I sometime would spend lunch breaks on one of the benches there. There has been a time when Chris biked from 57th St. to W Houston St. to meet me for lunch (it took him around 15-20 mins to go downtown, and another 15-20 to get back. So that only left 20-30 mins for the “actual” meal!). I would also come here after work and wait for the sunset, as sunsets are very beautiful here.
Parks are one of the “luxuries” that every New Yorker gets to enjoy in the city, especially during the summer. The city gets crowded during the summer because of tourists, but I think there’s no better season to enjoy this beautiful city. There are a lot of free activities held at parks, too.
Hope you, too, are having a lovely summer! (Well, if you’re located in the Northern Hemisphere lol)
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Door.”
Here are some of the photos from my Cambodia trip with my Dad and my younger brother. I went back home in December 2013, and we took a trip to Thailand and Cambodia.
These doors tell tourists and visitors the ancient and age-old stories that are forever embedded in them. It tells numerous stories of religion and deep-seated beliefs, of rulers and followers, of tradition and mystery. To me it was a story of fascination as we walked these paths of myths and wonders and it felt great that my brother and dad were there to experience it with me.
Grand Canyon has always been in my bucket list. So when the opportunity to go to Las Vegas came up, I just had to put Grand Canyon in our itinerary.
We took a bus tour from Las Vegas (the bus picked us up from the Stratosphere Hotel) which took us to Hoover Dam and Grand Canyon. For $80 each, it surely was a bargain! So here’s one of the best pictures I’ve taken using my camera, and definitely one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen so far.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Muse.”
For my birthday this year, I decided to pack my bags and go to New Orleans for the weekend. I enjoyed the culture, sightseeing, the food (especially the food! did anyone mention happy hour?), and the company of friends.
Here’s a picture of Jackson Square – taken while we were on our way to get the famous beignets. Yummy!
Spring is my favorite season. And this calls to mind blooming flowers and life coming back to the city after a harsh and long winter. I always look forward to going to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden to go see the cherry blossoms and tulips. They have free admission (or donate-as-you-wish) on Saturdays from 10-12PM. However, if you have an NYC ID (which is free, by the way, and it’s a nice picture ID), you can get free one-year memberships to city museums, BBG included. Even though the city’s museums are mostly non-profit, which means that you can really donate and pay-as-you-wish (instead of paying the stated admission price), having this NYC ID perk is a great addition.
The exercise for today after work was to test out my new lens (I got 24mm f/2.8 STM – my very first wide angle lens!). I was so excited to take it out for a spin, and I just couldn’t wait to go home after I picked up my lens from B&H.
Here are some of my pictures – hope you like it as much as I do! Looks like my 50mm has competition…
We all remember how the official first day of Spring in NYC was. It looked something like this: But when I had a jog early afternoon today, the weather was very pleasant! See those petals floating? Those are cherry blossoms and boy, they’re ready to be in full bloom in a matter of days!
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Motion.”
FROZEN LAKE GEORGE. Imagine stepping on this huge lake in upstate New York. Chris surprised me with a little weekend in Lake George for our anniversary. Mind you, winter this year was very brutal and it was very chilly in upstate NY.
I remember stepping on the lake, and I was filled with excitement because I’ve never set foot on a frozen lake before. There were activities for families, as there was a festival there in February. I’ve heard that Lake George is very beautiful during the summer and I hope to be back soon!
Here are other pictures from our trip:
Imagine diving in such brutal temperatures!
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Motion.”
I took this photo during my morning stroll in the Copacobana Beach in Rio de Janeiro.
The beach is beautiful, as well as the city. And who can forget about their very delicious cuisine? This more than trumps my unfavorable memories of Rio de Janeiro.
I only spent two days in Rio de Janeiro during my solo backpacking trip in South America back in October 2014 (too short, I know, since it was a layover). Even though I was aware that there are ATM scams in the city (I was prepared! I read numerous articles about it before my trip) or I was conscious of my every move or I took a lot of precautions, I still was made a victim to this crime. Never have I been robbed until I had gone to this city. It amazes me how fast people are to adapt to technology, both in good and bad ways. Fraud protection is the next best thing to sliced bread, if not the best thing in the world (props to Chase for saving my bank account).
It was about day three in my 11-day trip, and I was already feeling fatigued, tired and restless. As soon as I got into my hostel, which was about a good three blocks from the beach, I broke down and cried to the guy by the hostel’s reception. I was clearly disheveled, confused, lacked sleep, and I was in my worst mood (What was I doing in this place, alone?). My itinerary for this city already went down the drain. After I cleaned up and cried all the tears that I can cry, I summoned up all the courage that I can muster and braved this city. The lovely gentleman, João, tried to have a conversation as I was about to head out, probably to have a good second impression of this girl in distress. He spoke good English, too. To my surprise, he gave me a nice, warm hug and reassured me that everything will be okay and that the city is not entirely what I thought it was.
Whenever I see this picture, I’m reminded of the good people by the beach who took time out of their busy schedule to tell me directions to where I was headed or where I can find cheap but yummy eats. In my travels, I always keep in mind that there are good people out there that I’ll meet – people are generally helpful, especially to tourists… and solo women travelers. I may never have known their names, or remember their faces, or shared my experiences with them, but they’ve surely left footprints in my memory. Without them, I may never have these beautiful stories to tell.
This blog entry is dedicated to all the João’s in this world. It was very refreshing that in a foreign land full of unknown wonders and unfamiliar faces, someone made me remember why I love traveling in the first place. I give back and pay forward by being gracious to tourists in my own city…especially in Times Square. Each and every one of us is going through something, so the least we can do is to be nice to people.
Perhaps someday I’ll find myself back in the welcoming arms of Rio de Janeiro, and give the city a second chance.
This week’s photo challenge is “Afloat”, and what better photo to post than this picture that my dad took during our brief vacation in Thailand & Cambodia back in December 2013. I think it costs around $10 per person, which isn’t bad (my brother and I thought that it could be one of those once-in-a-lifetime things, so why not do it while we’re there). My dad, of course, stayed behind as we went flying around.
I remember waking up early to ride a boat close to the beach to do paragliding. Here’s a photo of me and my brother as we await our turn 🙂
Alas, after almost three years, I find myself in the same black hole that I was trying to escape from. There it is again – the feeling of of the familiar, the feeling of being a small fish in a big pond.
Malcom Gladwell posed a very interesting question in his book “David and Goliath: Underdogs, Misfits, and the Art of Battling Giants” – would you be better off being a small fish in a big pond or big fish in a small pond? We base our judgments based on those in proximity to us. There are times that I catch myself comparing myself and what I’ve accomplished to the people around me, to my colleagues, and my batchmates from college. And this leads to a very poor self-concept and can be very dangerous.
New York City is a very competitive pond that I’ve chosen to swim at and to grow up with. There are questions like, how are they able to get that job, and not me? I have the same abilities (and maybe better skilled), but why didn’t I get that job? Sometimes, I feel very much overwhelmed and pressured (but mostly pressured) to succeed and to get ahead in terms of my career. At this point in my life, I am an underdog, I am an outsider – the only way to get ahead would be to do what the Goliaths of this world refuse to do.
A very wise man once told me that people are different, and so there cannot be agreements in the absolute sense. We’re bombarded with ideas of uniqueness, of setting ourselves apart from the crowd, and of being successful at a very young age. But to what end?
Success, then, depends on how you define it. It can be in monetary terms, or in terms of being able to help others or bringing smiles to the faces of underprivileged. This definition is something that I grapple with – what do I want out of life? What do I want to do in the future? These are questions that I still seek an answer to. These are the questions that I also had three years ago.
I am but a small fish in a big pond called New York City. I am an even smaller fish in the sea of finance, where everyone is aggressive and very much eager to beat the next person. In this journey of transition, I hope that I won’t lose touch with what I hold dear and to not lose sight of what’s more important.
I am a small fish with nothing but my dreams – all I need is an opportunity to translate my potential into something concrete and real. I find hope in the knowledge that better things are yet to come, and that some things are withheld from us since we are better placed in situations where we can grow the most.
It’s been a while since I posted pictures from my adventures. 2014 has been a very good year, travel-wise. So in this post and in the ones that follow, I’ll be posting some pictures from my travels during the year that was.
Hope all is well, guys. NYC, be safe and keep warm during this snow storm!
In September 2014, Chris and I embarked on a road trip from NYC to Montreal, then Toronto, then Niagara Falls.
Here are some pictures of the Toronto skyline viewed from the CN Tower. Chris and I took my mom to lunch in the CN Tower – if you happen to be in Toronto, I think that CN Tower is not to be missed. Sure lunch is overpriced, but what you’re paying for is really the views of the city. They have very yummy chocolate lava cake!
Here’s the Harbourfront, viewed from the little ferry tour that we had:
As much as possible, I refrain from posting pictures of people. But this next photo is dedicated to Chris, who earlier today wondered if he’ll ever make it to my blog. Here you go my love: