It could be fate.
It could be chance.
It could be destiny.
Any way you look at it, it was meant to be.
Category Archives: travel
Describes posts related specifically to transportation of some sort, including, but not limited to, miles and points, airlines, trains, boats, et al.
more time than money, koh tao to koh lanta
On a map, this appears to be a relatively short jaunt, partially by sea and partially by land.
![[VIDEO] Cliff Jumping in Koh Tao](http://thadandlaura.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/cliff-jumping-koh-tao-thailand.jpg)
[VIDEO] Cliff Jumping in Koh Tao
After three amazing dives in Koh Tao, Thailand, we had the chance to cliff jump at one of the dive sites. It was a beautiful day on the ocean and the scenery was gorgeous.
Philippine Thoughts
Marketing Slogan: “It’s more fun in the Philippines.” Although intended to entice tourists, this coined phrase, in my opinion, is fully true.
a few days in Bangkok
We must have good timing, because we got to Bangkok during some of the worst of the shutdown and protest rallies. For those that don’t follow world news, this was during a rather unsettled time in Thailand’s capital city. Of course we purchased our tickets to Bangkok a few months prior, long before the shutdown and protests occurred.
Philippine Transportation
During our stay on the many Philippine islands, taking trains, planes, and automobiles was inevitable. Traveling through the northern mountains of Luzon, city streets of Manila, windy beach-side roads of Palawan, even through beautiful country in Bacolod was an adventure. The Philippine roads are wedged between some of the most incredible scenery I have ever experienced.
comfort rooms of the Philippines
Toilets in the Philippines are known as comfort rooms. They are quite unique and VERY basic. I do not know where the name originated, but my logical conclusion is that it’s a room we can physically take comfort in. That’s just a guess, since these rooms are not what many would consider “comfortable”.
Our days in Sagada
Sagada is a quaint little town in the mountain province of Luzon, Philippines. I instantly fell in love with this tucked away village, where looking around, all you see is lush forest and beautiful mountains.
The laid back atmosphere and the simplicity of life was intoxicating. It was a journey to finally arrive here, but once we did, it was a challenge to leave.
After checking into our lodge, we set off on a hike, following a very off-scale map and little foot paths into the wilderness. The paths eventually led us to an incredible underground river, past rice terraces, a small coffee farm, and eventually to the hanging coffins of Echo Valley.
We later found out that one of the reasons they chose to hang the coffins is due to a belief that the higher the body is laid on the cliffs, the closer the person is to heaven.
The days following were spent exploring more of the village and getting lost on long hiking endeavors. We found endless rice terraces built into the mountain sides, waterfalls, swimming holes, and caves hidden deep inside the mountain base.
Some of these caves were previously used to bury their dead, and their coffins are still piled near the entrances. The coffins in these caves, as well as the hanging coffins, are very small due to the deceased being placed in fetal position upon burial.
As uncomfortable as that may seem, they believe that the dead should leave the world in the same position as when they entered it.
Besides the endless miles of hiking trails, beautiful sites and landscapes, and the breath-taking Kiltepan sunrise viewpoint, there was also fresh and amazing food.
The menu was dependent upon the available produce, as everything was freshly picked in the mountains surrounding the village, and nothing was ever wasted.
A few times we were woken up around 4am to a pig’s piercing squeal. The view from our window at this hour made us eyewitnesses to the true freshness being sold across the street.
We even had the option to pick out our very own live native chicken, name it, pet it, hold it, and then decide how to cook it. Everything was fresh and delicious.
On our last day in Sagada, we were able to take in part of a parade from the Sagada Etag Festival. It seemed like overnight this small, quiet village became alive with people, costumes, music, and endless stands selling homemade foods, clothing, and trinkets. It was fun to be able to experience even a small part of this celebration before departing.