The day we visited the Vietnam Museum of National History was balmy. The skies were grey, about to rain. We walked fast, past the Hanoi Opera House, past the boutiques of international luxury brands, to the Sofitel Legend Metropole hotel. I am about to spend money on probably my most luxurious purchase in our whole Vietnam trip, and I was quite excited. Advertisements
We’ve circled the Old Quarters thrice and always came back to the rotunda beside the Hoan Kiem Lake to see the flow of traffic in the late afternoon. Finally, after watching the Thang Long water puppet show on a Monday, we plopped ourselves in the fourth floor of the Cong Caphe, enjoyed our local coffee, with what I think was the best view in the whole of Hanoi.
What is Vietnam without mentioning coffee, right? Vietnam is the second largest producer of coffee in the world so a trip to Vietnam would not be complete without drinking coffee. In our month-long trip, I would have to say that the egg coffee (ca phe trung) was not just the most unique coffee I have tasted in Vietnam, it was also the most delicious. And the best place to have it is in the place where it all started — Cafe Giang.
The last meal we ate in Melaka was breakfast, and we went to Ola Lavanderia Cafe. It was a logical choice because it was located just across our guesthouse, and it was the only eatery open at 8AM. We were in love with Melaka and we thought we would cap our “love at first sight” in this very nice cafe with very handsome owner.
I woke up at half past 3 in the afternoon in Manila. I was refreshed and the pain in my eye that has been bugging me the past four days is now gone. We arrived in the capital 12 hours before, hit the welcoming pillows of the quaint Casa Bocobo Hotel at 4AM, visited a government agency for a scheduled appointment, had lunch at a Chinese restaurant, and went home to get some much-needed shut eye. I was glad it was still half past 3. That means we still have enough day light to cover at least one museum, the whole length of Rizal Park, and still be on time for an afternoon tea.
Phitsanulok is somewhere between Bangkok and Chiang Mai. It is a small city, but I have heard of it already because Joel’s aunt lived and worked there and their family has stories and memories of the city. We never got to explore much of the city but we did have some “stopover” hours on our way to Chiang Mai, and there are two things we would go back for — friend chicken and Pista Cafe!
Appreciating age-old tsokolate tradition with Raquel and Edu at The Chocolate Chamber one summer afternoon that made me feel like Alice who fell into a rabbit’s hole.
Last July, Bo’s Coffee, an institution in the coffee shop industry in the Philippines, organized the first-ever Coffeechella to celebrate its 20th year in business. Bo’s has been an important part of my life in the city and has somewhat influenced me to become a good and conscious coffee drinker.
In one of our recent trips to Dumaguete this year, we arrived in the city early and sought out Rocks Coffee-to-Go for breakfast and to check our work emails while waiting for our boat to Siquijor. Sadly, when I inquired about the coffee shop, they have closed. So my husband and I went out of Siliman University and walked a few steps to find another breakfast place. Good thing we chanced upon Rollin’ Pin because we think we have found a new favorite in Dumaguete.
Last year, my boyfriend and I decided on a very short (half a day) trip to Dumaguete. I was in Siquijor at that time and my boyfriend who was visiting me was going back to Cebu and I decided to go with him to Dumaguete and tour the small city in half a day. There is not much to do in Dumaguete except eat (or visit friends and relatives), and on that particular day, we just decided to take leisurely strolls in the city’s downtown. The day before we took the trip, I decided we will have breakfast at Rock’s Coffee-To-Go at Silliman University. The coffee shop opens at 8:00, and the staff was bright and sunshiny and played a good set of music (reggae!) to accompany us.
When my boyfriend and I went home to Siquijor last November, on the way back to Cebu, we took a fastcraft to Dumaguete and from there decided to take a midnight boat to Cebu. When I’m too hungry to think of where to eat in Dumaguete, I don’t go adventurous and check out the newest places. Instead, I walk a hundred meters or so from the port to Jo’s Chicken Inato and order a piece of chicken and rice (and pancit canton if I’m not on a budget or in a hurry). And that’s exactly what my boyfriend and I did. After our dinner at Jo’s, we walked around the downtown of Dumaguete, checked out their plaza (and it was filled with people that day being a Sunday and a few days before their fiesta), and tried to find somewhere we can sit and have coffee and sweet treats. We noticed a few new coffee shops in the area but finally settled with Poppy at the Siliman Portal because it was deserted.