Collect Moments Not Things

by - June 18, 2017


Guys, it's been awhile now. Been very busy with lots of Office workload and life of course. Well, I'm busy but not that you think of getting stress all the way in but of course I still have time for my wanderlust. 

Recently, we wandered two islands in a 2 day- 1 night trip with my colleagues and finally my boyfriend got the chance to go with the group since he was able to apply his vacation leave on time.  

I don't have much to tell about this trip but I know and I believe that a picture conveys a thousand words. 

Here are the photos we took during our Siquijor-Dumaguete Wanderlusting:

Belfry Tower, Dumaguete

Bell Church, Dumaguete

Bell Church

J & S


Siliman University, Dumaguete City

Siliman University

Kebs :)

Dabot the explorer :D

Inside Siliman Campus

Hello Siquijor!

At Lazi, Siquijor

Dragon fruit shake for only Php 50.00



Old Balete Enchanted Tree, Siquijor

Fish Spa at Old Balete Enchanted Tree, Siquijor

Spa :)


For Pasalubong's 

Hello, Cambugahay Falls, Siquijor


Swing it, baby. :)

Upper falls :)

After swimming :)

Hello there, Salagdoong Beach Resort, Siquijor!


Sweet and sour shrimps :)




Dream catcher :)


Stress free :)


Dirty ice cream :)


Happy 72nd, Mon Amour :)


Flowah :)


Finally :)



Pastel sky, the best!

Live na live eh:)

Ended our day with smiles on our faces :)

Until next time Siquijor!

* love lots *

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