Nagarao Trip Playlist

Far Away by Ingrid Michaelson – on the way to Nagarao Island

Far away, far away. I wanna go far away to a new life on a new shoreline. Where the water is blue and the people are new. To another island, in another life.

Fast Car by Tracy Chapman – while riding the jeep going to Nagarao and seeing all the possibilities

The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

What I Wouldn’t Do By A Fine Frenzy – while exploring the slippery rock formations, poring over mangrove shoots, picking seashells, and other interesting objects in the beach

Orange Sky by Alexi Murdoch – while watching the beautiful sunset just outside our cottage.

Wouldn’t It Be Nice by The Beach Boys – Trudging the tides during island hopping

Holocene by Bon Iver – Alone in the cottage middle of the sea, dark sky, about to rain

And at once I knew I was not magnificentStrayed above the highway aisle(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)I could see for miles, miles, miles

Yellow by Coldplay - Stargazing

Look at the stars. See how they shine for you and everything you do. And they were all yellow.  

Sunshine by Matt Costa – In Costa Aguada, because it was so posh; a paradise in the middle of nowhere

Let Go by Frou Frou – In the poolside about to jump in to the pool.

Let go, jump in, what are you waiting for?

Better Together by Jack Johnson – song about being with my friends in this wonderful place

Only You by Joshua Radin – remembering the folks at home

Summer Long by Kathleen Edwards – Nearing the end of the trip

There are some things I can hardly say, but you've got me feeling a brand new way, please don't let this be just summer long.

Somewhere Only We Know by Keane – To Jayson, my classmate, with whom I just recently discovered have the same taste in music as me (folk, indie, bluegrass)

Vagabond by Wolfmother – In the Guimaras wharf before we cross the last sea going to Iloilo; I felt like a vagabond.

Winding Road by Bonnie Sommerville – Going back home