I sit as I watch my child enjoy the view, and I think to myself. My dad’s first travel was when he was 12 years old, they went to Baguio. My first travel was when I was around 12 years old as well, I would sometimes look back at the pictures and remember the trip with fondness. But my kid, he’s just a few years old and he’s already been out of the country. This perplexes me because many times I would wonder when my next project would come, or if the next coming shoots will be enough, but whenever I worry, a friend would always point me to this…