Novemburnt

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In a tropical country like ours, you’ll find summer almost every month. I did on November 2017! More than six different places on six consecutive days. On my first day, I already conquered two waterfalls in Valencia and walked around the city of Dumaguete. Then I found myself swimming with the turtles in Apo Island and riding the last ferry trip to the mystical island that is Siquijor where I spent Day 3. Sipalay, the most remote place I’ve been to so far, followed next and then I went to Bacolod before finishing it off in Guimaras. It sounds tiring, but Capilay Spring Park and Cambugahay Falls calmed me down, Tinagong Dagat and Sugar Beach reenergized me, Bacolod chicken inasal and Guimaras mango pizza filled me up, and the travelers I met inspired me with their stories. Yes, it is tiring, but the joy I felt in my heart is tenfold the ache I felt in my body. I don’t mind doing it all again if you ask me.

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the coolest summer

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Three provinces, six islands, seven days. Summer of 2017 was the best I’ve had so far. From rock formations and waterfalls in Northern Samar to long sandbars and breathtaking views in Leyte. Sambawan Island made our jaw drop with its natural beauty and Kalanggaman Island is a paradise on its own. As if those weren’t enough, I traveled farther down to Cuatro Islas, where the stunning islands of Apid, Digyo, and Mahaba make up for the simplicity of life. Since I still have time, I explored the city of Baybay and even slept at the beautiful campus of Visayas State University. I missed what could have been the best sunset when I left for Tacloban right after chilling at Lintaon Peak. It didn’t end there though, as my wild spirit decided to walk along San Juanico Bridge alone. I still consider it the scariest 25 mins of my life to be honest. And this summer getaway the coolest.

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my first solo travel

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A gorgeous island, a mermaid in disguise, a backpack, and three days in July 2016. Cebu was the first place I explored solo and I loved every part of it! I have met a handful of kind and generous people, seen different shades of green and blue, visited significant establishments, and found solace in nature. I’ve always fancied traveling alone and I was in awe when it finally happened. I truly enjoyed my own company and learned more about myself. Since then, I made a pact to wander around this world in solitude at least once a year, accompanied only by my shadow and soul.

 

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things get bleak

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Some bridges burn
Some things get bleak
Some people hurt
Some friends don’t speak

8 hours

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The sand is my bed
And the waves are my lullaby
The stars give me dreams
And the sun breathes me life

P.S. Just a short story about the photo and the micropoem:

I traveled alone again last May and the picture above was taken in Digyo Island. The night before, I was feeling a bit lonely as I haven’t got any friends around so I roamed the island. Eventually, I met the Rosinas family, they were very generous and I felt at ease right away. I even asked to sleep with them when I learned where they spend the night, along the shore and under the galaxy. When we woke up at 5am, this beautiful sunrise greeted us. Everything turned out for the best and I really felt one with nature during my stay. In a span of 8 hours, the sea and the stars and the sun accompanied me, and I never felt lonely again.