When she slept, curled in the window sear as she’d often done as a child, she dreamed of a great war between gods and demons. A battle that had raged on for a century, and more. A war that had spilled the blood of both until it ran like an ocean. And the ocean… Read More Ciunas, anyone?
This could have been an entry about what happened during my weekend as was customary. But it happens that I’m completely dependent on my friend C, who has the photos of my weekend adventure in Binondo (Manila Chinatown). I will write about it in the middle of the week or when C uploads the pictures. Here’s a sneak peek of what’s… Read More An expat wannabe