Eat, Pray, Love*, Etc

Eat

Pray

Love

Eat.

Pray.

Love. Etcetera

These were what we planned to do to celebrate our fourth year as Mr. and Mrs.

in Boracay last May 1. Of course, it would be a shame not to add a fourth item on the list of things-to-do on the beach - Swim. So we soaked in the clear waters and basked in the sun in this famed island. We rambled a lot and had a relaxing Nigi Nigi massage.

Anchovy Pizza Lover

Ice Cream Lover

Eat!
We ate Anchovy Lovers' pizza (two nights in a row), pasta, ice cream, yogurt, grilled food, eat-all-you-can, Korean, Chocnut, and lots of liquids including Jonas Shake. We were even invited to a free lunch from Astoria Plaza and attended an instant "Married Couple Decision-Making Skills" workshop. Hehe, actually, it was their sales pitch to couples to "invest" in their time share. At first glance, their offer was tempting. It should be, it was a sales pitch! But after a few wasted hours away from the beach and the rays of the holiday sunshine, we realized as a team that it was not meant for us as it does not fulfill our definition of investment. Still, we considered the experience a good but unlikely activity for us to grow as a couple. It was then that we made it a rule to never get into a deal that does not allow you to sleep on it. Ooops! As I am writing this, I realized that this experience took place during our prior Boracay visit last March, not this May. But the funny thing was that we again got several lunch invitations from the same company during our second visit this year. To think they said that their offer would only last that day when they were buttering us up. Quite scheming, huh!

God lover

Pray.

Good weather, enjoyable holiday, a growing and lasting marriage, and kids. These were some of the prayers we sighed to the One Up Above. We opted for the Boracay Church instead of the myriad of aqua sports vended like fresh fish in the island when Sunday came. The aqua sports peddler seem to find it weird when we told him we can't go rolling and tumbling inside the Zorb nor could we meet Nemo by wearing an underwater helmet because we would be going to Mass.

Lovers

Love.

Four years into married life and we are still counting and looking forward to many more honeymoons. Having no child yet affords us this luxury. But don't get us wrong, we really want a baby, pretty soon.

Etcetera.

Drive. (Look, ma, no hands!)

Ride

Travel

9 days before the National Elections

Travel some more (Are we there yet?)

Ride some more (Are we there yet?)

Walk

Stalk

"Hang out" (the wet swim gear)

Play! (PSP)

Explore

Read

Shop, err, Window-shop

Shoot

Tell

Tell

Tell

Tell

*Title borrowed from the book "Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert

Mr. Trigger Happy - Shooting Some Hot Babes!

So the hubby went home to Manila more than a month ago as their National Conference was in Baguio. He made a side trip to an exhibit of one of the kind of things that gets him drooling - CARS! Hush-hush! He has no idea that I am doing a post like this.










I doubt if saliva can fuel photography but he took one salivating drive down the trigger happy highway with our camera, shooting like mad akin to overspeeding or drinking and driving, or something like that. The saliva might have intoxicated him into thinking that he was the appointed official photographer of the car show leading him to take more than 150 shots!








It was never ending as I was viewing them on the LCD screen. As I am about to delete them, I thought of doing him a favor and save some of these shots here. Thus, the post. Although browsing through the endless shots and choosing which ones to put here may drive me mad. And indeed, there were shots that could drive wifey mad.











To hubby: Hey, hey, don't get "pikon" with the bon mots, ok?

Testing The Waters of March - Boracay Vacay

Oh!

I still have to let go of the notion that I have a decaying blog buried six feet beneath the world wide web. I know, I have committed myself to restore it to life not necessarily with lessons in photography anymore but with lessons in everyday life, err, sometimes just my dilettantish shots of everyday life, sans the lessons, hehe.

So here goes a set of our photos in dire need of a virtual album for safekeeping. These were taken on our(with the hubby) March 2010 trip to Boracay. (Hush... Very private me dislikes the idea of emblazoning them on Facebook.) So, this is just between you and me and the few who has this URL who bother to visit this address.

Doesn't like to be boxed.

The Morph: From Photography Notebook to Personal Journal

Either it maintains its state of inertia or I refashion it into a personal-blog-cum-digital-photo-album. After half a year of hiatus, I have realized that I have been remiss in my self-study of digital SLR photography.

Maybe it was too ambitious. Maybe I am incapable of self-study. I need a mentor.
Too technical for me? I dislike memorizing numbers, 1/1000 sec, ISO800, 35mm, f/14.
Lack of time, patience and focus. I did not put it on priority status. But I wanted to be an expert right away.
May even be a commitment issue.
Admittedly, I am not a natural.



So I have decided to just make Shoot and Tell a keeper of my amateur photo shots and maybe some thoughts to go with them. Hehe, all taken on auto mode. Who knows it is through this route I can hone some shooting skills, by playing it by ear, as they say. Is the term oidow? Something like that. If you know what I mean.

I still have to find time and the urge to rephrase Shoot and Tell's description which currently goes along these lines (citing it here for documentation as it is to be ditched soon):

reminiscent of a teaching tool for preschoolers, SHOOT and TELL is a virtual notebook intended to capture and digest the lessons in basic digital SLR photography learned by an amateur photographer with the intent of sharing the learning experience to fellow kindergartners of photography.