How I Deal with My Parents When I Travel and What They Don’t Know.

There are two kinds of parents, one that may say, “Grow up!” While the other one, “You’ll do as I say because you are still a kid!”

Unfortunately, I have to say, my parents were sometimes the other one. I became sick of just staying inside the house. They are paranoid. I remember when a friend and I already bought a ticket to Ifugao to visit our friend. All were set, until they were like,

“Sasabog yung bus! Wag kang tutuloy!” (The bus will explode! Don’t go!), and was like “Ifugao?? Malambot lupa don ha! Baka mabiktima kayo ng landslide at malibing ng buhay!” (Ifugao?? The soil there isn’t that stable. You might be a victim of soil erosion and will be buried alive).

I know they just want us to be safe. But as time goes by, I noticed something changed in me. I used to be cheerful and energetic during my high school and college years, my friends and classmates used to know me as the goofy girl in classroom but after I graduated, I noticed that I became unsociable, introvert, timid, and felt depressed.

I just want to see what life has more to offer. They even complained one time saying, “what the heck do you get from traveling?” There are things that they just don’t understand.

Now, these are just some adventures and misadventures that they don’t know: Continue reading »