





This island never fails to surprise me every time. Things change so fast in a short span of time. The new ordinance that discourages people to smoke by the beach, I am not against it because the island does need some major cleaning up to do. However, the delight of a cigarette by the shore, while watching the waves and or watching that beautiful sun setting, is quite an experience all together. See those paraw boats sail into the sunset. Lovely indeed.
Ofcourse Boracay would not be complete, without the drunk sunset parties in White house and the not so epic nights in Epic. Cheers to new friends, old buddies, random strangers and to now, closer acquaintances.
I’ve stayed in the island for six days, spent the days drunken high and by the fourth/fifth day, my body was itching for my bed back here in Manila. You see, the beach life party is amazing, and it’s a bonus if you actually pass out by the beach decently. As for me, I’ve had my share of shutdowns.
So lo and behold, my Boracay adventure was not so much of an adventure till my trip back to Manila when Kam and I decided to take the RORO home. Let us just say, I WILL NEVER RECOMMEND that to anyone. If you are on a tight budget and weighing it out if it’s better to take the boat? I tell you, that extra two thousand you save would totally be worth spending for a plane ride instead.
You see, it doesn’t look so bad, I might have over reacted when I said it looked like a floating refugee camp, but we were one of the lucky ones who found a cabin, downstairs to this is chaos and a couple of sad stories I would rather not expound on. That RORO experience was genuinely one of a kind, the kind I would not ever do again.
However, with every bad decision, you find happiness in the little things, like watching the sunrise at the deck, feeling the sea breeze, seeing new sights and hearing new sounds. No dolphins though, though luck. After that trip, I think I am more set for my South East Asia trip, which will start tomorrow, or in a few hours rather.
My friends and I took a random trip to Anawangin just because we needed the break.
Failing to get the first bus to Iba, we had to take a detour to Olongapo then take another bus to San Antonio, bummer, but it was well, fine. I was also the type to go along with a plan B. It did seem a far journey to get to a piece of your own special place and I have been itching to get out of the metro for quite a couple of days prior to the trip. The thing is, I think, once you’ve reached pass Bulacan, you know it in your heart that the walls of the city have been passed. And that, is one of the loveliest feeling I know.
When you’re pass Sta. Rosa, or when you are out of the airport runway, you know it, it’s a sense of vacation freedom, a journey to your own special place, at least for me. It’s not a matter of where it is exactly but how you find it everywhere. I dream of sunrises in my special place, my own zen. By the shore, maybe with a beer in hand or a joint, will be as lovely as seeing the sun rise to warm you when the cold sea breeze blows.
To each his own, and as for me, this will always be ecstasy. The beach will always keep me at peace and the moon will keep me safe.
There’s not much to say about Nagsasa, only that it was bliss and all the happy feelings roll into one.
If you are up to look for that special place amidst the busy schedule, then a trip to Zambales will surely suffice.
It’s official. School's out... well till next year. As for the next few months, all I have to worry about is some travel plans and internship.
Hello summer break, I have been waiting for you for three weeks now. And to jump start my break, I got myself a new pair of sun glasses.Since my favorite black and green shades (see photo) magically disappeared in Anawangin, I treated myself a trip to Forever 21. The new one in Makati, funny how manic all the shoppers were. I did end up getting two new sun glasses and another scarf, which is in red and I completely adore it. It’s perfect for out of town trips.
Ever since I’ve booked my tickets for SEA, I think whenever I look for something to buy; I ask myself “will I get to use this on my trip?” I think that’s a good factor to consider if what I buy is an investment or a want. Just like the 899php tents in Ace Hardware, I’m still debating with myself if I should buy one or not.
I have a couple of more items in my to buy list, so wish me luck and hope I find great deals.
So I tried my best to get my creative juice on and pushed through with the job order I have lined up for the day, and a few hours have passed and my mind’s blank so I’ve decided to give myself a break and take a nap… and it was, as always, one of the best things about life.
NAPS. Nappy time is Happy time.
Hmmm, I rather miss the naps I took in Malasimbo.
However, at my age, I guess nappy time means later nights. And not being able to sleep till you see the sun shining again. Tsk, no matter how hard I try to sleep I just couldn’t. A glass of warm milk didn’t help either.
Sleep is not easily accessible anymore. The older we get, the less sleep we have? I hope not, I like my sleep and best of all I like my dreams… especially when credits roll, haha! I’ll save that story for another post.
So here I am and its 12:34, drafting the web pages for a client and the only thing that keeps me motivated is that the money I get from this gets me another trip out of the metro, gratifying indeed.
So here’s a cheers to a new blog and summer, my favorite season, and how I always end up wishing that you’ll never end. :D