casiguran

One of my passions is writing. When I got acquainted to the world of internet I have signed up to several blogging sites. I have accounts on Multiply, Blogger, Windows Live Spaces and Friendster. However I didn’t get to update it regularly.

I want to share here in Word Press some of my blogs from my other accounts.

“This is where I belong…
This is the place I’d never get tired of going back to…
This

is my home…”

My journey back home started early in the morning. Before the sun broke in the horizon I inched my way into the busty terminal where countless passengers were already waiting. I wasn’t lucky enough to get a seat on the buses so I got to settle in a van in the afternoon already.

As i ride the four wheel drive public utility vehicle and tread the familiar roads of dust and gravel, an air of sheer joy filled my chest. Once again I was going to the place that’s very close to my heart, to the place where

I was born,

to the place where I belong.

For s

omebody who was not accustomed to long trips in a far from perfect a road the travel was a sure fire ordeal. But not to me. Every bump, every thug, every halt made me smile for once again my home will never be too far.

I settled on my seat by the window and filled my sight with the picturesque scenery outside. The sun was already beginning to set then. Streaks of orange be

gun to accentuate the blue calm ocean. I contented myself watching the trees that lined the sides of the road. I cant help but to smile when I saw children having the time of their life along the coast.

After five hours of turns, ups and downs the mountains, we have reached the newly constructed concrete bridge in our village. From there I could see the red colored roof of our house. Then, I summoned the driver to stop. I was home.

In the morning when my tired body was eased I lingered through the yard. I breathed and told myself “summer couldn’t be more perfect”. Our backyard was carefully tended by my folks. The flowers were in full bloom. The trees bear fruit. There were jack fruit, cacao and mangoes. Root crops cover the expanse of the backyard. Vegetables were all over. There were also pigs and chicken kept in their pens. Plus the gentle dogs.

The days that followed were filled of joy and contentment. I was with my family. Together we enjoy the simple pleasures in life like produce, fishes,shrimps,crabs and octopus. All fresh.

In the morning we went to the nearby beach of Lagpan in Brgy. Esteves. We watched as the sun lighted up upon the sea. Although the coast was already lined with posts for the forthcoming construction of an airport the beach was still a beauty.

Before the summer ended we were able to spend some time in the beach which was couple of hours away from home. We rode a little banca handled by a young boy. At first we doubted but we went on after all the weather was fine, the water was calm. The air filled with the tangy aroma of the salty water filled my lungs. I was so near with nature. We had a half hour journey through the Casiguran Sound then finally we reached San Ildefonso.

We walked through the narrow streets of the village. Before we went on we stopped by a house of my aunt. They shared us a feast of lobster and newly caught fishes.

Then, after we have left off some baggage in our little house there we went to the beach for a day long of picnic and merry making.

In a while I heard the roar of the pondering waves of the pacific. My heart thumped in excitement. Yesteryears rushed through me again. My mind traveled back to the times that I spent all my summer breaks in this place. The time when I wouldn’t mind if my skin was as dark as ebony.

The place still carried the fancy that kept me in awe ever since although there were some changes like thinner vegetation.

Once more I was a kid. I feasted my eyes on the poster like scene before me. Deep blue ocean along with gentle waves that brush through the white sand.

We settled on a shady area near where our house used to stand. Given the choice I would have loved our house to be kept there. However, the storms every now and then made my parents to decide otherwise. I remembered, when I was young I would wake up early in the morning there to watch the most perfect sun rise i have seen ever. Then the fishermen would come back,their boats filled with bountiful catch.

I saw too the coconut tree where my name was carved out. My sister did it for me eleven years ago. I was so glad when I saw it.

The place was still beautiful beyond words only this time i was no longer intimidated by the rock formations and boulders. Truly, I wasn’t a kid anymore.

We were the only people in the vicinity. It was like we were in our own private island. The water was inviting. It was clear. It drew our attention and seemed to tell us to take a dip and to take a plunge into pure pleasure.

We spent the day lingering through the waters. We digged in our meals of grilled fish, shrimps and lobster. Then we satisfied ourselves with the newly harvested buco.

The day was a pure bliss. Before dark we went back to our house to start to rest for the night. Next morning we did it once again but this time we we’re joined by our friends there.

I was in the midst of precious nature, in the company of good friends and family.I couldn’t ask for more.

It completed my summer. Although i ended up sun burnt it’s all worth it. I would love to do it again.

June 17, 2008

I love Life

I am having a great time lately. There have been a lot of changes in my life but it’s alright. I think they were for good. We have moved into a new residence. We now reside at San Luis. I still miss living in Baler but it’s also great here though. However, it doesn’t help much on the skin. Sun Block Pls! hehe..para namang may iiitim pa q! Living here in San Luis is like being back home in Casiguran. It’s so quiet out here. People call it a day earlier than people in Baler would do. One of the things I miss m

ost in Baler is the view at the terrace of the apartment we used to occupy. It’s the

big tree near the municipio. I love looking at it at night because it looks great as it was lightened up by an incandescent lamp. I miss hanging out in that terrace especially at night when the wind would be gushing mildly upon the skin. Most of all I miss our neighbors. The Bumbays, the children and everyone else in the apartment. Living there for two years has been great. Our neighbors have become our friends. We had a great time then. Here we don’t have neighbors near enough to spend sometime just chatting around. But that’s the way it is. Change is the only permanent thing on earth. Maybe more beautiful things are waiting to happen to us here in San Luis. Although I have become more distant to the College I do enjoy the travel in the morning and in the afternoon. Not only because I love all sort of trips, travels or transportation but also because the ride to school gives me time to interact with my inner thoughts.It also gives me time to talk to Him as I relish the natural scenery along the way.

Another great thing that happened to me is my renewed and closer relationship with my classmates. After years of being simple classmates we had a chance to really bond and be really good friends to each other. Now I feel that I am a richer person maybe not in money but in having great people around me. Persons who would be with me as we go through the senior year in College. We all love hanging out together. It was like we don’t want to part anymore. I can never forget those times. The drinking spree and partying one Saturday night, Ermita hang out and going to fiesta. We have made memories that will never be forgotten for the rest of our lives. Whenever I remember those times I cant help but smile because they have become not only my classmates anymore. They are now my friends. And I will keep it with me forever.

Life is indeed full of surprises. I am happy that there’s somebody Just in time unexpectedly would make me feel special.

I am contented with my life. Although it isn’t perfect but I would rather see it perfectly. Life is just in the way we look at it. Right? I choose to ponder on what I have rather than on what I don’t have. To count my blessings than to sulk because of the many things that I may like but I don’t have yet. I believe that all things come at the right time and the right place. I am willing to wait and let things be.

I am also very thankful for having not only new friends but also for having a continued strong friendship with my long time friends. They were always been with me. Maybe not in physical presence but more so in our hearts. The bond we have will stay on in the hearts of everyone of us. I am happy for them because most of them are already done with their studies. They are starting their careers now. I am proud of them. I know whenever I need them they can never be too far.

My family as always is a source of joy to me. In the last week of June I together with Kuya Red and our Mama and Tatay had a one week vacation in Bicol. It was such a memorable experience. I had so much fun. I really like traveling. I learn a lot from it. Its like putting into practice all the things that we have learned from school, watched from the tv or heard on the radio. The trip alone was great. Of course the food and the experience as a whole was priceless. I would like to come back again and to go to other unfamiliar places as well.

Yes, Definiltely, I Love Life.

July 29, 2008 in personal thoughts |