Ripping through Siem Reap


Explored this ancient megacity for a whole day and loved it to bits.

// Nov 2017

Rainy Sunday in the Jungle

Still on month 11 of traveling solo. The first 10 months of backpacking in the Philippines was just a dry run. I thought, if I can do that without much of a problem, I can do it in Asia. And if I can do it in Asia, I can do it in the neighboring continent. And if I can do that, I can do it anywhere else, like Mars.XD It's this little girl's dream come true: to write books, travel the world, absorb strange cultures, and just go with the flowww. That's the Tao Te Ching of living the dream. My dream, anyway.

It's just been a week since I got here in Cambodia. After exploring the temple ruins of Siem Ream I headed south to Kep, an old French colonist beach town with easy access to outdoor trails, coastal places, and islands. I still have bouts of anxiety, because my host is not Khmer (Cambodian), but French. I am adjusting constantly everyday for the past week, alongside juggling travel writing (new book coming out this week! YAYYY!), teaching english, doing yoga, and exploring Kep, not to mention Kep National Park, where I am located. But so far, my host seems to like me that he's extended my stay from two weeks to two months. o.o

I only got here through referral via Reddit, which I am immensely grateful for any question that I have in mind. Initially, I flew to Cambodia with ZERO PLANS just as I did when traveling to any place in the Philippines. But I guess not planning anything in an alien territory is recipe for disaster. Meaning, more expense, more hassle, more time spent figuring things out. (Not everyone here understands English, and I have yet to learn how to hitchhike without the language barrier.) After all, I am outside my home country. Everything is new and unfamiliar that my senses are always traipsing on the edge.


I'm living in a traditional Khmer house for the next couple of weeks.


Other houses in the jungle, overlooking the Gulf of Thailand.

I don't like traveling too fast. I haven't even digested Siargao yet, and I had to go through Camiguin Island, Cagayan de Oro, Manila, and then Siem Reap, before settling in Kep, Cambodia. All that in just two weeks, I can feel my internal organs rearranging themselves in my belly. Good thing there's Kep National Park where I can easily sneak into to get centered and grounded. The main trail is 8 km long, with several benches and some decks overlooking the sea. Other minor trails cut through the interiors, one leading to Sunset Rock, where I am going later this afternoon to watch the sunset.

I feel a little shitty right now to be frank because the weather's terrible. Been raining since this morning and I was planning to bike towards Wat Samathi Pagoda, check out the market and get some oats and beans, and buy some laundry soap. But noooo, what with the rain and cold, I can't bike, can't see the pagoda, can't buy food, can't do my laundry, and maybe can't see the sunset from Sunset Rock. Booo. I'm just moping in the house figuring out how to spend the day. My fingers are crossed that the afternoon is going to get SUNNY. Until then I'm just going to map out a new book to calm down this crazy.

// Nov 2017

Pinto Art Museum


Pop art for the starved soul.

// Nov 2017

Volcano-Hopping in Camiguin

Month 11 of traveling solo. Can't believe it's been 11 months. o.o


Beach + volcanoes + yoga everyday.

// Nov 2017

One Backpack, One Lifetime

Minimalism is the new normal: a paradigm shift to owning less, moving slow, and relishing this rare, waking life. I had to get out of the big city and flee to the mountains to digest this statement. On a personal level, it means owning only multipurpose, essential things, and freeing oneself of material, mental, and emotional clutter. On the grand scheme of things, going minimalist soothes this hyperdrive consumerist culture that is unconsciously abusing the planet on a daily basis. At one point somebody has got to say this out loud:

Everybody needs to calm the hell down.

While minimalism has been catching fire on social media for the past decade, mystics and yogis have already been on this unconventional road for thousands of years. In 500 BCE, Gautama Buddha walked away from his swanky palace where he was prince, and survived on no more than three robes and one bowl. About 2000 years ago, Jesus too gave everything up besides the robe and sandals he's wearing. In the early 1900s, Gandhi owned no more than a few key items such as a pair of eyeglasses and a pocket watch. Most recently, Peace Pilgrim traveled for 28 years with nothing but a pair of clothes and shoes on.


Essentials: A purse with cash, cards, passport, notebook, and pencil + lead.


Cook anywhere with a tiny kitchen.

What did they all have in common? They preached the gospel of radical simplicity as a fast-track route to liberation and everlasting peace of mind. After all, who wouldn't want to live a zero stress and chilled out lifestyle? In this tech age where most are obsessed with distractions, online shopping, and endless streams of sickening selfies, we are trapped in a samsaric cycle of self-gratification and ego-masturbation. But just around the corner, a new generation is taking over in full throttle. We kids are shaving things off one at a time, and replacing them with experiential wisdom, selective relationships, and enduring moments and memories. Needless to say, we're done with "stuff".

We kids are shaving things off one at a time, and replacing them with experiential wisdom, selective relationships, and enduring moments and memories.

Buddha, Jesus, Gandhi, and a number of vocal minimalists today may have had a spiritual bent to adapt and thrive through this lifestyle, but what appealed to me was how wild the idea was. Balling it in my mind, minimalism can be an ennobling necessity, a conscious decision to lather a balm on the world's seemingly unsolvable problems: the depletion of earth's resources, the massive production of goods, our unstoppable need to buy, and the staggering garbage turnout choking our landfills and oceans. Of course, no messiah or world government is ever going to step up to undo these things. We just have to shut our whining and do what we can in little ways.


Toiletries include an ear spoon and a moon cup for living waste-free.


My gadgets are reduced to just a laptop and an ebook reader. No phone!

While I have been a minimalist since I started climbing mountains in 2008, it wasn't until the end of 2016 that I took a step further and redesigned an "ultralight" approach for myself. That is, living on just the bare bones, all fitting neatly in one backpack. I gave away my furniture, my beloved library of about a thousand books (Not so minimalist there, was I?), and a few drawers of clothes and shoes. I reduced everything I owned to 10kg when I started, and about 10 months down the road, it's now under 7kg. Succinctly, if something doesn't fit in the bag, it has got to go. I thought, if this experiment won't work for me, I can revert to my old clunky lifestyle whenever I want.

Succinctly, if something doesn't fit in the bag, it has got to go. I thought, if this experiment won't work for me, I can revert to my old clunky lifestyle whenever I want.

The point I'm getting at is not to be some reverential vagabond like Buddha or Jesus, but to live simply, and to simply live. Of course, this "One Backpack, One Lifetime" approach won't apply to everyone, as different folks have different strokes. But then again, others can simply use a larger bag or luggage, or at least downsize to one room of needs. Nonetheless, I took this as a challenge, finding the fine balance between living simply and yet scoring high in other ways. To take care of my basic needs, here are the only things I've kept and have let go of the rest.

Summary of the Backpack

For the past 10 months that I've been living like this, I had to get a little creative on how I prepared my meals. I also started practicing zero waste (that is, producing zero trash) while I'm at it. Once these were integrated into my daily routine, things flowed pretty smoothly. I did not miss my old apartment, my old furniture, my old things. Sure, it was a comforting thought to have them, but I didn't even regret losing any of them. Putting the basics aside, having few possessions can get really boring. Adopting an ultralight lifestyle entails a mental shift not just on how to spend one's money, but how to spend one's time.

Clothes for Warm & Cool Climate


Clothes, malong (blanket), tiny towel, and headgear.


The sack unpacked with everyday clothes.


Minimalist yoga with just the naked floor or a blanket. No mat required!

Because I have stopped buying things and spend only on food and transportation, I've been saving a lot. Otherwise, I could work less and have more time to do whatever that pleases me. With a laptop-based work and just a backpack, I could go wherever I want. In less than a year, I have lived in El Nido, Coron, Culion, Sagada, Kalinga, Siargao Island, and Camiguin Island. While that seems a lot, I've been traveling at the slowest pace possible, getting stoked on the soul of each locale and feeling the undercurrents of its cultural norms and daily life. To break the monotony, I'd go off to nature trails, short hikes, waterscapes, or simply hang out in a cozy restaurant, or on a cliff overlooking the ocean, and read.

I've been traveling at the slowest pace possible, getting stoked on the soul of each locale and feeling the undercurrents of its cultural norms and daily life.

I've been watching the sunrise every single day, rain or shine, to sync my waking time with that of the earth's, and make the most out of every single day. Weekdays and weekends don't exist anymore. Everyday is a holiday, a chance to surrender into the arms of uncertainty, surprises, and adventure. Otherwise, a typical quiet day is spent exploring the wilderness of inner space through meditation, tantra, or yoga. This kind of solitude, alongside being close to nature, has spurred me to finish my first creative book of prose and poetry--while on the road. And when I'm hungry for connection, I just go out and talk to newfound friends instead of logging on to social media.

Sample Day Bag


Hangout or read anywhere.


Beach time. Yoga attire doubles as swimwear.


Write or work anywhere.

I do not know how long this experiment will last, but I've been savoring every moment of it. Sometimes it just feels a little too perfect to be here now, without the need to analyze the past or plan for the future. I just need to take care of today, and everything else seems to unfold effortlessly. Above all, I am living out my ideals as an earth lover and will probably preach this ultralight lifestyle for as long as I am alive. In hindsight, one doesn't need to be an environmentalist to slow down some of the beastly forces of this world. To a few, having just one backpack is enough.

// Oct 2017

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