Hello, hello! Welcome back! (?)
So I haven’t been blogging / posting much here because I’m busy doing three things, namely:
- Work, of course, which I recently found out need not take precedence over everything in life;
- Writing my contemporary romance novella, now with the title The Real Score for my #RomanceClass (more on this later); and
- Living. Actually living.
In my past few months of absence on this blog, I went to exactly three places I have never been to before: Negros Occidental, Davao, and Bataan (at least the tourist spots that we went to). Traveling is fun – minus the grueling part where you wait for delayed flights and long trips on buses and/or cars. (On some days, though, I like the long trips because it helps me think.)
I went to Negros Occidental, particularly in Silay, Bulata, and Danjugan Island, because of a trip I won from work (see, hard work really does pay off). In Silay we did a tour of the ancestral homes there, and I learned a lot particularly at the Hofilena’s house because of Sir Ramon. Go there, and he’d make the trip worth it.
After the trip in Silay, we endured this three- to four-hour car ride to Punta Bulata, which is virtually paradise, especially if you want to disconnect from everything. I say this because there is little to almost no signal in this area, which could work to your advantage as well. This scene welcomed us, which made me love the place:
It has calm clear waters and white (or should I say coral-ly) sand. And to top it off: the place is a bit private. There were some families who do day trips to the resort, but during the nights, it was mostly us and a handful of other guests which is less than 30. It’s a happy place if you enjoy the peace and quiet. And sunsets like this:
Honestly, I only thought sunsets like that existed in the wallpapers that came with laptops or in Boracay. I was glad to be wrong about this, because Punta Bulata has one of the most gorgeous sunsets I’ve ever seen.
The highlight of the trip was Danjugan Island, a marine reserve about ten to fifteen minutes away from Punta Bulata. Trips to this island need to be pre-arranged as only forty people are allowed on the island at a time. Since it is also a reserve, you are not allowed to take anything from the island (so no, if you’re like me who likes shells for keepsakes, hands off), and you also have to conserve the amount of freshwater that you use (one pail of freshwater per person). The waters too are gorgeous at this place, and Mang Ruben, our guide, is entertaining, fun, and informative. We also got to see the tabon bird, an eagle, and a couple of orioles. We heard bats, saw big crawling crabs right behind the cabana where we stayed overnight, and met a lot of mosquitoes (so bring your repellants aside from your sunblock).
A (very) early morning at Danjugan
Anyway, next stop was Davao, which I didn’t get to enjoy as much as I wanted to because I went there for work. Bataan, on the other hand, was different. We went to Dambana ng Kagitingan, where we huffed and puffed to reach the base of cross:
The highlight of the Bataan trip was Las Casas Filipinas de Acuzar, which houses 27 buildings and, um, houses dating all the way back to 1900s and coming from various places like Nueva Ecija, Ilocos, and Quiapo. I was enjoying the guided tour a bit too much that I didn’t get to take pictures (dumb, right?). Aside from sight seeing, you can also do biking (which I did, yay), river rafting, and enjoy a bunch of activities like go to the beach and ride a kalesa.
On other aspects of living: I fangirled, watched some movies, read some books, and had helluva good time with friends old and new. I am happy about this part, because I am enjoying everything and just… living. Like Charlie in The Perks of Being a Wallflower, my absence is due to “participating” instead of just watching. *smiling while writing this*
My fangirling revolves around this team: the Philippine Volcanoes. I did a couple of entries on them a year ago (here and here), and they’re back in the country to play Asian 5 Nations all over again. I am not going to write in so many words anymore how much I love these men, but I’d say it here: I AM PROUD OF THEM, not just because they have worked hard and fought hard to be where they are now (they won vs. UAE, so they’re staying in the Elite Division, which adds to their chances of getting into the World Cup — which I need to save up for, just in case), but also because they stayed humble and down-to-earth, as they were even before. These boys are finally getting the attention they deserved (*tears*).
Also, one of the main reasons why I love watching rugby games is because it is a social activity. I have met a bunch of good people because of the game, and I look forward to spending more time with them supporting the team and also outside of it.
My rugby friends, a.k.a. the board of directors of our future underwear company
(2nd photo c/o of Kat, second from the right)
To prove to you how crazy awesome the Philippine Volcanoes are, see how wacky they can get when you ask them for a picture:
The guys in the pics with us are Austin Dacanay, Jeff Gregson, and Mat Bellenie. I have a bunch of other (proper) photos with the other players, but I won’t picspam you with them.
And lastly, writing. I also stopped posting for Little Things because I focused on The Real Score, which is one of the stories I wrote that I am deeply proud of and very much excited about. I hope it gets somewhere (like in a bookstore, actually being sold, haha). In any case, I can always post it here. :) I want to post the synopsis for The Real Score here, but am not sure yet if that’s allowed, so I’ll check back if it is.
So there… I think that pretty much sums up the past few months in a little over 1,000 words and a bunch of photos. Hope to get back on here again soon :)