Dive Fair 2011 in R.O.X. — Now is the Perfect Time to get SCUBA into your Bucket List!

Always been curious about SCUBA diving? Already diving but can’t seem to find a good deal on gear? Well, you’re in luck kind sir (or ma’am) — ROX in partnership with Mares will be showcasing the world of SCUBA diving to the public for the next two weeks starting this weekend.

If you’ve always been curious about one of the world’s most fascinating hobbies (which by the way is EPIC in the Philippines), do drop by the Dive Fair 2011 from August 20 to September 4 2011 at R.O.X Bonifacio High Street.

On a more personal note, I’ll be doing a short talk on basic underwater videography on one of the fair dates thanks to Gigi Santos. Our underwater photo club will also be showcasing a gallery of underwater photos throughout R.O.X.

So there you have it! If you’ve been putting off SCUBA for the longest time, this moment is opportune. This is the most convenient place to ask all the questions you ever wanted about SCUBA Diving.


In this issue of Dispatch Magazine

The next time you step into R.O.X. at Bonifacio High Street, do check out the newly reformatted Dispatch Magazine with Toby Martin as EIC. It’s now smaller and thus easier to bring around. Just in time for Sinulog, this issue of Dispatch is all about Cebu in the Visayas. In this issue, I have a three-page guide on SCUBA Diving in some of the best sites in Cebu with photos by Jan Acosta.

I’m also quite proud to be a contributor for a magazine that has partnered with National Geographic Channel for producing content about the Philippines. Check it out! There’s lot of really good stuff on Cebu written by veterans such as Chip Childers, Sandy Kiamko and Mona Polo.

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Alamid Cafe Xpress inside ROX: My photos suck, but their coffee is amazing

Alamid Cafe Xpress is located inside R.O.X. in Bonifacio High Street

There are a number of hobbies that can really hook you. For me, there’s the diving and then coffee. You all know about the former. So let’s talk about the latter. Pulling shots is addicting. I’m addicted. I blame the trance-like whirling sounds of the machine and the smell that fills the room when 16 bars of pressure is applied to a freshly ground batch of arabica. Then there’s the frothing of milk and the pouring that dapples the white with the browns of the coffee’s heart. And of course, there’s the taste. It’s a bitterness only an adult can enjoy embroidered with the image of a horse kicking your senses silly.