Life’s a Beach

Everything felt warm—the sand beneath me, the sound of the ocean, the hint of a summer breeze brushing my skin, the laughter of my friends playing cards, the luxury of doing nothing… It was all warm.

Burot BeachAh, summer. The season of fiestas, picnics and bikinis, of the glorious sun, sea and sand. Also the season I waited for so long to enjoy a beach escapade with my friends. Continue reading “Life’s a Beach”

Hiking Barefoot in Mt. Batulao

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My feet are getting numb. I think I can no longer make it to the summit, but there’s no point of turning back for I still need to walk anyway. Besides, I can almost breathe success here at Camp 8. The scent of nature seeps in through my nose. It’s the opportunity to recover all the air I lost from the old trail down. I can do this. Continue reading “Hiking Barefoot in Mt. Batulao”