View of Sierra Madre from Tanay, Rizal I am not much of a traveler. The places I've been to are not, in so far to say, as grand as those dreamed about by many. I've spent most of my life in the city where I was born-but I make time to go someplace new, in order relish on the fact that the world is larger than me-to see that beyond the confines of my life, there lies a vastitude that I can only hope to imagine. Travel comes in two ways: there is a journey within and a journey without. Both of them, as I now see, leads to a convergence; a point where the journey and destination come as one. Through travel, I realize that every experience I come across are but facets of the eternal, glossing over the fact of my mortality. I learn not to cling to anything; for I recognize that all will come to pass, like the fading views in a car window or the distant island that merges with the horizon. The world mak...