I LEFT MY HEART IN THE PHILIPPINES and BALI

When I first fell in love with S.E. Asia,  it may have been the delicate fingers opening up a triangular piece of woven bamboo that had rice...

In this age of going somewhere, I’ve been thinking about the times I could not sit still. My life has been defined by the arc of traveling. ...

I love to travel, it's excites me to no end being in the unknown, not knowing the language, how to pronounce or what I'm reading. I ...

By Patrick Duffey To say that I left my heart in San Francisco would not be the truth, for when it is time to leave paradise, this is wh...

I haven't been back here for at least 5 years and I use to come back for about a month and a half every year as I've been doing cont...

 Part 2: What a long strange trip it’s been Finally I am on the bus and I find myself only thinking of the small girl that I became so att...

Finding a place to call home Part 8 By Patrick Duffey Japitan Samar – I’m finally where I have for so long dreamt of bei...

Benjie has purchased us plane tickets to Tacloban, Leyte where we join up in only sporadic moments while he has plenty a business meetin...

I haven't been here in decades, I lived on a different Island in Oahu with Margie Brown and because of her got the invitation to sail to...

I haven't been here in decades, I lived on a different Island in Oahu with Margie Brown and because of her got the invitation to sail to...

VAGABONDAGE 11/19/21 For some reason it seems I'm most happy when there's a little bit of shame involved. Why does shame and happi...

When I first went to the islands of the Philippines  I was sick with love-- the good kind. But one that never leaves until you return. The e...