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There is No Place Like Home

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Dorothy was right, there is no place like home. It seems that it has only been a couple of hours since I left Iloilo…and I’m miss it already. I dunno if I am OA or what but its just…well I’m a bit emotional whenever I go home. I miss the simplicity of life that I love. I miss the laid back days and nights. I miss those sumptuous and fresh foods coming from the nature’s bounty. I miss the people whom I’ve grew up with. I miss my barkada and my friends and family.

There are no 2 hour traffic jams, no big coffins running on streets, no EDSA, no big skyscrapers, no need to rush things over which includes your life as well. Almost everything is placid with a bit frenzy.

Sadly, I have to take one step further. I have dreams to fulfill, and these are all for my hometown and myself as well. In order for me to achieve it, I have to leave home and face the challenges that is Manila.

Yes, I grew up in Manila (or Cavite)…know about its culture and busy city life…but after that I left her in 2002, my perspectives in life changed. I tend to lean more on the simplicity yet progressive environment of my father’s hometown, which I consider my own hometown as well. I learned to respect different cultures and peoples and enjoyed life at its fullest. The change of place has really made a revolutionary stance within me…and the history hidden in the grand old houses and churches fuelled up my passion that this place indeed needs some revamp.

But for now, I’ll go…and someday I’ll come back with a better “Berniemack.” Respected and heard of…biskan indi ko pulitiko.

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I'm Berniemack Arellano, just a simple and boring guy who wants to go amok whenever he's being prevented going somewhere else.

Inspired by the Lonely Planet/Pilot Guides series, I desperately went on to see places and culture as a cure to absolute monotony of life in the early 21st Century despite of financial incapabilities.