my rekindled sanctuary.

my rekindled sanctuary.

travel and places
a self proclaimed foodie
my creative photography attempts
music and books that helps me escape
my random thoughts.

a summary of the things i love, like and find interesting - bits and pieces of my life.

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Saturday, March 7, 2009

Boracay 2009: Comfy Stay at Isla Gecko

The hotel is relaxing and very homey. It is spacious and styled like a rest house (it reminds me of my lolo’s rest house). The place uses native products to accentuate a comfy atmosphere. Also the owner of Isla Gecko is friendly and accommodating. There is a mini bar near the lobby. They also offer food all day which is cheaper than the restaurant in the beach front and some I can say is good for sharing.


The inn is not beach front thus we enjoy calm evening if we want to relax and enjoy, compared to the busy beach area. But it is walking distance from the beach and is near at talipapa market. I can say the place is accessible to any commodities.

The room we rented is complete with air-conditioning system, cable television, and private tiled bathroom with toilet and shower. You don’t need to bring towel since they provide one to each guest (and we are group of 6).

Overall, it is one of the best place I stayed in. Good commodities and also economical.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

gloomy

a deep state of dismal complication and on this shape, linger a life of great anxiety and chaos within.. pandemonium is the name of this world, a world filled with vague identity and commotion as well as uneasiness. there is less violence compared to era of war and combat though there is much presence of hostility and uncertainty. havoc was the call of the individuality within as screams filled the space, threats are nauseous yet entrancing. 
calmness is a word against the law of this world, never seem to find even the slightest moment of silence... nor a serene level from physical, emotional, spiritual until the psychological state is achieve. and when silence came in, it is deafening and maddening, like a deep cave that is not yet discovered.
escapable? somehow it is yet, it can never be separated on the everyday happenings, for each passing time, each passing moment, generates a unfathomable condition. qualms became a good friend and shoulder on one’s capability and ability as sanity is questioned, rumored and demoralized.
survival is rare on this mean world.
no one can escape its brutality.