You know, just like every year, I can’t totally describe how 2017 was like for me. But I will try to describe it anyway. Because while I look forward to the new year, I am taking the stock to look back on my accomplishments, or lack thereof.
I’ve been really tired and hell uninspired, sitting in front of my computer as I start to write this blog about my trip to Baler that happened 6 months ago. I know it took me so much time to document the fun because 1.) I’ve been so busy with my career and at the same time 2.) I was so down that my mind cannot concentrate. But now I’m here, trying to remember all the words that I felt in my heart when I was still happy, in Baler.
I hope you are having chill days, good friends and good vibes this November. It’s true that life after you graduate is different. And as I write this letter to you I am both happy and sad because I am missing something I’m quite not sure about. It’s pretty weird, isn’t it? I can say I was having fun with what I have in my life right now, not until I got a bit tired about the routine. Well I thought, change of fate will open a certain door for me, but it seems like it’s leading me somewhere to the wrong door? Or it might be the right one? Can’t tell right now because I didn’t see that coming. But it’s pulling me away from something I thought I love doing. Not in a way that I am completely losing my passion for it, though. Or I’m not sure if have I already lost it.
A couple of months before the holy week, my travel buddies planned a trip to Ilocos Norte for an adventure. And as you all know, I have never been to that part of the Phillippines. Yes, that’s why I was super excited! We have been planning it for a hell lot of times for the past years. But with just only two days left, with my vacation leaves all requested and filed and all, my buddies pulled out. What a bummer?! I was soooooo mad I could kill.
Before I start writing my adventures in Caramoan and my side trip to Albay, let me just congratulate myself and two other baristas for surviving the 3-day trip to this part of Bicol. Because some people were a little bit skeptical about us going to a 10-hour bus ride for only having 3 straight vacation leaves. Hahaha so there, don’t me.
Anyway, this is probably the easiest way to get to Caramoan.
It’s 5 in the morning and here I am, heading north.
Driving along the north Luzon expressway, watching the sun rises from the wide rice plains at my east and that suddenly cures all my troubles. Amazing, isn’t it?
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