Filipeanut

I traveled to Europe with my bike with the intention of riding it through France and finally to Germany. Unfortunately this would never happen.

I heard stories about how London practically is a black hole for stolen bikes but I didn’t take heed to the warnings like an idiot. With London as my first stop on my trip, I should have listened! My 2nd day there I biked and stopped at a gas station (oh sorry, PETROL station) for what I thought would be a quick milk run, I decided to park my bike without locking it up thinking i’d be in and out too quick for anyone to even think about taking it, you know, like a ninja.

To my dismay, as I was holding my milk, my bike was gone. Oh well, I thought, time to take the double decker bus!! And eventually a train (and 1 bus ride) to 10 countries instead of just France!

And the adventure began…

I didn’t know my dad’s side of the fam so I went on a spontaneous trip there and looked for people with my last name. I stopped at a sari-sari store so I could ask around and realized that my last name was on the damn store…. the rest is history.. family history!

If you like cheap deep-fried food, this is your place. I practically ate breakfast, lunch, snacks, and dinner here. Whoever owns this place needs to be knighted.