The boy I was took a long hard look at the man I’d become. The boy was not amused. This was not the life of someone who used to attend lectures in colourful pajama pants, just for fun. Life was quickly becoming a middle class quagmire.
Both Roxy and myself felt torn. Torn between young dreams of living a life of travel and adventure and building a secure nest for our child’s future. I’m not sure how we did it but we took the plunge and bought one way tickets to the Philippines.
This blog will detail our adventures and provide catharsis for myself whilst in an alien culture. It will also provide catharsis for Roxy’s camera!
Somewhere in the Sulu sea lies the island of Mindoro. It takes a village to raise a child. The name of our village will be Calapan!