Travel notes, food finds, and everyday stories.
Today is the final day of Koko Buri in Clark, and honestly, it feels heavier than expected. A few days ago, they announced their planned closure. The post hit hard. No detailed explanation, no dramatic farewell. Just a goodbye. I do not know the exact reason they are closing, but one thing feels certain....
Where do you go after your legs are cooked, your shirt is soaked, and your brain is still buzzing from a long run? For us, the answer keeps landing in the same place. Cafe Mesa at the Clark Parade Grounds. After a race, you want three things. Food that feels like a reward. A...
What do you really want the night before a race? Not luxury. Not hype. You want quiet streets, a decent bed, hot water that actually works, and a place that does not stress you out before sunrise. Clark has plenty of hotels, but only a few consistently feel like a safe, no drama choice...
What kind of excitement wakes you up before the alarm even has a chance to do its job? At 1:23 a.m., I was wide awake. Not scrolling. Not panicking. Just staring at the ceiling, waiting for the alarm set for 2:00 a.m. We had assembly at 3:00 a.m., and my body seemed to know...