Tree Planting at Mt. Banahaw with Sidetrip to Bukal Falls

The first (soon-to-be) tree I planted
August 29, 2016


I've always wanted to go tree planting. I can't remember the first time I realized I was in love with trees, but when I did, I just can't stop. Back in 2012, when I first set foot in Baguio, I can't stop myself from stopping and adoring every huge tree I come across. And did I take pictures! Now that I think about it, I must've looked like a weirdo, taking photos with and of trees while the other tourists are busy with the actual spots and destinations.


Growing up in the humble province of Antipolo (yes, it started as a province of Rizal before it became populated and named the capital city). There used to be only 4 houses in our area. The vast land that separates the houses were dominated by trees--fruit-bearing and not, tall and short, thin and thick. When our humble turf started attracting attention of settlers from everywhere, the vast populace of trees and the food-bearing plants we had in our backyard started thinning. I think it was then that I started missing the trees we used to have all around us. I think it was then that I realized that we have been cutting down trees faster than we could plant them.


And so, this recent trip is extra special for me. I went tree planting and in Mt. Banahaw, no less. The tree planting I will share in this post. The topic of Mt. Banahaw and why it's special to me will have to wait for another. *wink wink*


So, the tree planting. As usual, I joined another group of outdoor-goers I found on Facebook. When I first read the words "Tree Planting" I already know that I'm joining. I then messaged the organizer and learned that he was also with me on my first adventure in a cave which was also my first interaction with The infamous Pagsanjan Falls. Although back then, we didn't get to talk as much as we did now. Fun!


D-Day. I left Manila aboard a DLTB bus (which station was a pain to track in the wee hours of the morning) and arrived at half past 6 in Sta. Cruz, Laguna. I then went on with my breakfast at the hotel and restaurant situated directly in front of the station. Food was great. It was truly awesome to be served a genuine sinangag and not the pretentious white rice with oil and ground garlic chips people serve in the main city. I like the restaurant because I get to eat good food and also because of their slightly entertaining menu. Here's the list of the ones that kept me entertained while sipping my tea: Top silog, Pancit ulam, 1/2 fried chicken, chicken curvy (oh wow!), liver steak, Mike bihon (who's Mike? hehe), and lomie/loumie. :)


At 7, the organizer, Marco arrived. We then headed to our destination with the hour and a half trip filled with stories of other places we've been privileged to visit. Of all, it was the story about how Calaguas Island is now a total tourist destination with all its huts and night life and ever-growing popularity amongst beach goers that stood out for me. Don't get me wrong. I like that more and more people are experiencing the beauty of the island. It's my favorite and I like that people are appreciating its beauty. Only one thing I'm worried about is that it become populated and destroyed. Two of the things that humans in general are so good at. I feel so great that I get to visit the island when it was still "new". You can read my Calaguas Island trip here.


Back to the trip. We boarded the jeep bound to Majayjay (Mahayhay) and alighted at Bukal where we boarded a tricycle that drove us up to the Brgy. Hall. Here we met our fellow tree planters, met our guides, registered, bought the plants (they call it seedlings but they're grown plants so I will call them so), bought our lunch, and headed out. 2 tricycles brought our group to the jump off point where we started our trek that, according to the itinerary, would take an hour. I think we took more than that with all the rest stops we had to take. The terrain was actually friendly, it's just that some of our co-hikers are beginners. It's all good. At least I got the chance to drink in the green, enjoy the beauty of nature, and inhale lungfuls of fresh air. Sarap!


The sun was high up when we reached the spot delegated for our tree planting activity. You see, we didn't really climb Mt. Banahaw since it's still closed to the public after, drum roll please.. suffering gravely from the hands (and feet) of humans. It's closed for rehabilitation and would open again in 2018 (fingers crossed).


I forgot the name of the tree we planted but they're supposed to block the wind when they're full grown. Block the wind and protect the food-bearing plants behind them. So we planted soldier trees. Woah!


There were 7 of us and each were given 3 plants. We left the site with 21 new plants and light hearts with the thought that we did something, though small, for our planet. I would like to come back after how many months or years to see how tall my trees have become. :)

Posed for the camera after planting :)

Fave part of the trek up. I like that it looks like a tunnel of vines minus the darkness.



Tree planting done, we then went back to the path towards Bukal Falls. We passed it on our way to the site. That is also where we left one of our fellow hiker to rest. She apparently has an asthma (if I remember correctly) and so, her lungs couldn't handle the strain of the trek. She was sleeping when we get there and her fellow teachers (yes, we hiked with teachers. awesome!) took photos of her and laughed at her when she realized we were all watching her sleep. Haha!


Down, down, down we went to the falls. It was a different terrain with larger trees and colder wind brought forth by the falls below. I love it. While going down though, even as I marvel at the beauty around me, I am already dreading our way up when it's time to go home.






At last we reached the falls. But before jumping in the cold water which sir Raffy and sir Ramil kept telling us is ice cold (I got really excited and scared at the same time), we had our lunch first. This was another exciting experience for me. We ate together on a banana leaf. It wasn't my first but I also can't remember the last time I had that. It was awesome!

Food is yummier when shared :)

Lunch done, it's now time to meet the falls and its icy cold water. But before that, pictures!


Thanks to sir Raffy for the pictures :)


About to jump!

The teachers, apparently, have no plans of going into the water and actually have other plans after the trip. And so, they're off to their next adventure: Piyestahan while Marco, sir Raffy, and I remained behind. And just like what they warned us about, the water is, indeed, icy cold. It really did feel like the water you take out of your refrigerator to drink. Teeth chattering, fingertips numbing cold. Wow!


And yet, we went in, swam, and dove. It was so refreshing especially after hours of walking under the sun. Totally amazing.


Here's a little trivia. According to sir Raffy, during rainy season, the water falls from high up the mountain, falls down on the 10-foot deep basin before running down onto another, smaller falls and its smaller basin, then running down the river of large rocks. Though it's been raining, it wasn't really the rainy season and so, we weren't lucky enough to see and experience Bukal Falls in its full grandeur. Please watch the video to have a clearer image of the falls.


And now comes the dreaded ascend. I usually like going up than going down since the latter seems to be more dangerous for me but the ascend from Bukal Falls is really something. I am quickly reminded of the metal stairwell we climbed up when we went to Pagsanjan Falls. But that's shorter. Yes, steep as that one was, the steps are definitely fewer. This one was extra steeper and longer but I managed and survived. Hoorah!

Look at how steep the walk up is! Woah!

After washing and tidying up at the Brgy. Hall, I asked sir Raffy for the basketball I saw the kids playing with earlier that day. I play like a kid but I still like to play basketball even when all I do is shoot and run after the ball then take shots again. That was another fun part of the day and thanks and salute to sir Raffy for giving in to my whims. :)


The day is ending and I have hours of travel ahead of me. We said our thanks and bid our goodbyes. Aboard a tricycle for the last time that day, Marco was kind enough to ask the driver to stop for a while so I can take a photo (a video actually) of Mt. Banahaw. But just like how it's been all day, it remained shy and covered with clouds. It's still very pretty though.


One last treat before the day ended, I ate a pancit habhab while listening to some "tito jokes" one of the barkers is throwing at the merienda selling ladies in the station. The jokes are funny given that I usually find the jokes of older people funny. The day ended well and I, smiling as I remember it now. :)



Here's an overview.


According to Marco, the DENR launched a project where farmers are given thousands of seeds which they will nurse and plant for the rehabilitation of our forests. Thousands of new trees with roots that will prevent soil erosion and landslides, thousands of new trees with leaves that give off pure oxygen, thousands of trees that will help cool down our planet and prevent its destruction. I can only imagine how beautiful a world can that be with the addition of thousands of trees in our forests.


On our way down to Bukal Falls, I get to talk to sir Ramil, the President of the Philippine Farmers Association of Majayjay, Laguna. Formerly known as Abaca Farmers Association, the members agreed on changing the name to "attract more attention" and also, to not be caged with abaca which was their main product from years ago. Now they also plant and sell vegetables after admitting that the market for abaca has grown weaker through the years.


Through the project of the DENR, 7,000 seeds went to the municipality of Majayjay. 7,000 seedlings that the Philippine Farmers Association of Majayjay, Laguna, nursed and nurtured for planting. While talking to him, I realized that doing so wasn't easy. It takes huge amounts of labor, patience, and dedication.


The bad new is, they almost don't get anything out of it. For people whose primary source of income is their plants, these farmers are actually spending more on fertilizers than earning anything from selling the plants or its fruits.


The good news is, you can help them by buying their plants and you can help yourself and the Earth we call home by planting them. If you can't go directly to these farmers to buy and plant their seedlings, get in touch with me and I will redirect you to the right people who are organizing tree planting activities. If you know anybody else, ask them. I salute people like them who think and work towards the betterment of our planet. They also help the farmers and us, by spreading awareness of what we can do for the world. Naks!




And here's the video I made of this trip. Enjoy!


Manaoag x Baguio Day Trip: What Happens When I Crave for a Strawberry Ice Cream

September 24, 2016


11pm of September 23, 2016, Ber and I boarded a Dagupan-bound bus. Some 4 hours later, we alighted at Manaoag and waited for an hour for the church to be lighted and be opened to public.

Manaog church at 4am. First time being here.

Closer look!

From Manaoag church, exit by the candle lighting area and walk the road down to the van terminal going to either Baguio or Dagupan city proper. We boarded a van that says Baguio, paid 90 pesos each, and turned to sleep. :)


Opening my eyes almost an hour later, I saw on my left a very beautiful view of a mountain rich with trees and greens, waterfalls here and there, and a river down below accentuated with large rocks. It's sooo pretty! I gathered from the road signs that it was Brgy. Twin Peaks in Tuba, Benguet. I would love to tour the place, take photos and videos of it, and add it to my growing collection of beautiful places to have visited. Wow!


Another hour passed and we are in my favorite city: Baguio! It was 8o'clock then and our stomachs our growling for food. Here comes Good Taste. :)


With our food! Large serving for our large appetite. :)

Protein rich for the busy day ahead. Ehem.

Just could not not have a slice of a blueberry cheesecake.

Upper Session Road right across Victory Liner bus station where we bought our tickets home.

The beauty you will marvel at just a few steps after that road sign above. :)

Burnham Park

Candid? Not.

Love the trees

We just looooooooved the fog!



The main reason for this trip: Strawberry ice cream by Strawberries & Ice Cream

Gave in to the craving and traveled North to Baguio for this.

Strawberry ice cream by Strawberries & Ice Cream

Look at that! It's as yummy as it is pretty. :D

Couldn't keep my mouth closed. Hehe.

This big guy is standing right outside the store. Had to take that picture. Heh!

Enjoying the many trees, cool wind, and fresh air at Camp John Hay



Right before exiting the camp, this tree stands tall and proud. Click!

For our lunch/meryenda, Sizzling Plate at Session Road

As per tradition, jumbo hotdog at Sison's (a stopover in Pangasinan when aboard Victory Liner)


Climb for a Cause: Mt. Manabu, Sto. Tomas, Batangas

The group with Tatay Tinong (left) who offers his civet coffee at Station 5 (photo by Euden Valdez)


August 20, 2016


RAK: Random Act of Kindness is a group of mountaineers who climbs mountains and invite people to join them and uses the proceeds to help the needy.


The day started early as the meet up time was set at 5am at the JAM Liner bus station in Cubao, Quezon City. My good friend, Eula and I found ourselves in the kind company of bearded guys on a mission--to help a remote community school in Benguet have a 4-in-1 printer. The current situation is that the kids need to endure a 2-hour 1-way trip to the next municipality to have their test papers copied or printed. Well, that's bound to change for the better now.


How does the advocacy work? For one, there's a fee for the trip. From there, the group is expecting to raise a small amount that will help them achieve their goal. For two, participants can donate additional amount for the cause. This we did and was delighted to learn that we helped them reach their target amount for that trip. Thumbs up!


With the thought of doing something worthwhile, the mood was set on the bright side.


For almost 2 weeks by then, the rain's presence has been felt and true enough, it rained hard when we reached SM Lipa where we are set to meet our trek leader (TL). His name is Karlo. The other guys are: Tupe, sir Alex (who is a high school Biology teacher), Lino, and Ivan and his sister. 8 brave souls who dared climb a mountain amid the weather. Hoorah!


It wasn't until 10am that we finally tackled the muddy and slippery trail. It started as a continuous descent, earning jokes from the guys quipping; "Kala ko ba hike to? Bakit pababa tayo?" which, of course, courted a chorus of laughter from the rest of the group.

Let me paint you a clearer visual now. We walk in a single file with TL Karlo right in front, Ivan and his sister right behind him, Eula in front of me, sir Alex, Lino, and finally, the sweeper or tail, Tupe at the back. Walking right behind 3 rowdy men and hearing their endless stories and banters made the trek light, easy, and oh-so-fun!


As the weather kept teasing us with streaks of sunlight then raining down on us here and again, the supposed-to-be easy trail proved to be a little more challenging. It wasn't good because aside from the danger of slipping down with a possibility of injury, I also couldn't drink in the green scene around us as I was so focused on my footing. Only then and now would I allow myself to look up, take photos or videos, before again resuming my steps.


The trail is subdivided into 8 different stations, creating huge relief for hikers as the next station is always something to look forward to. We passed through stations 1, 2, and 3 with only a few sweat and little heavy breathing. This gave us great hope that we can conquer all 8 easily. On our way to station 4, we saw 2 caged Bleeding Heart pigeons--endemic in the Philippines. They're these little birds with a round patch of Red feather on their chests that creates the illusion that their chests or their hearts are bleeding out, hence the name. They're pretty. And they're also caged.


Station 4. Here we took a few minutes rest, ate some jelly ace, hydrated, and went on with the conversation that doesn't seem to end between our co-hikers. I don't think I can stress enough how much laughter we had all throughout that day. Those guys are crazy! Haha!


Station 5 is the one they all have been looking forward to as there apparently is free coffee. I'm not really a coffee drinker, so I let them have all the excitement and anticipation. By this time, the trail has been continuously going up but thanks to the rocks and roots of trees all around, it was also less slippery than the flat land we were walking along a few stations ago. Because of this, our speed was also lessened but thanks to the rain, we found the strength in our legs to half run half stride up and in the safety of station 5 where benches, a roof, and steaming civet coffee await us.

this beauty can be seen right before reaching station 5 on your way up

Each cup of coffee is free and if you want to bring home some, you can also do so. There are packs of ground civet coffee for sale for coffee lovers. But getting past the free coffee, I think the greatest attraction of station 5 is the giant phallus erected proudly right upon the exit. I didn't notice it immediately but laughed out loud when I did. That was too hilarious for me. It even has hair! Noticing my now engrossed attention to the statue, the old man in that little hut added that he put a rope around the thing saying; "Nanghahabol ng magaganda eh!" Roar of laughter.


Coffee done, we were about to continue our climb when again, heavy rain poured. We then resorted to having an early lunch. When lunch is almost over, something truly unexpected happened. Ivan, the youngest of the group, claimed that he's having difficulty breathing. This stopped the group short and focused our attention on him. As we watch him, we also saw his face turning redder by the second and soon, his face swelled up along with his lips and tongue. He also started scratching his arms and neck. It was immediately ruled out as an allergic reaction. Good thing though, Karlo has 2 anti-histamine tablets with him. They urged Ivan to drink both. Soon, as more and more people keep piling inside the hut, more and more people are also asking about our current predicament. Questions and assumptions flew in the air and soon, Ivan was being asked to drink hot water, eat raw sugar, inhale some leaves, and to stop scratching!


Let me say this now. Ignorance is truly a bliss. While everyone is panicking, I was simply sitting beside Ivan, occasionally reminding him not to scratch, and went on eating lunch. What I didn't know was (and which Eula told me later that day) allergy attacks like that can sometimes lead to death! That's why everyone seemed to be scared and panicky while I chew on grilled pork that Eula packed for lunch. I had no idea!


It goes without saying that the climb was aborted. Everyone agreed even without anyone asking anyone. I'm disappointed. I won't hide that fact. But a life is more important than reaching the summit and documenting it. And so, when the medicine took what effect they could to better Ivan's condition, we climbed back down. TL Karlo already called the local municipality and requested medical aid. They also dialed 911 when we got back to the Bleeding Heart pigeons.


"We climb as one." Tupe kept saying when Ivan started apologizing.

all smiles on our way back down :)


look at my feet! #braggingrights haha

A little after Ivan and his sister have washed up, the ambulance came and took them to the hospital. By this time, Ivan was looking better, so we're also feeling a lot better that after washing up, Tupe screamed for lomi. He's been going at that even before we start the hike, if I remember correctly. And so, our next destination was the lomi house where we each enjoyed a bowl of steaming hot lomi with chunks of lechon as toppings. Wow!

here's the infamous lomi :)
Hunger and craving satiated, it's now time to go home.


We might not have reached the summit which all of us expected before the trip started but the trip as it is, is still something else. I've befriended 4 crazy men who totally and successfully made me and Eula laugh all throughout the day (men with large hearts set to committing Random Acts of Kindness), hiked under the rain, and saw for the first time a Rambutan tree and ate its fruit right after plucking it out of the branches. Good, so good.



Lastly, I truly enjoyed and appreciated how Tupe, Lino, and sir Alex kept to their trek duties even when we're already out of the mountain and are walking along EDSA. We still walked in a single file with Tupe and Lino walking ahead and sir Alex walking behind me. I like that they did this to ensure I'm not left behind. Thank you, good sirs! :)


Unplanned and Unexpected: Hundred Islands Adventure

View from Governor's Island. (photo by Euden Valdez)

June 5, 2016


With the title being as upfront as that, I guess it goes without saying that this trip was "unplanned and unexpected." The story was, we were supposed to have a laid back afternoon in Patar Beach, Bolinao, Pangasinan. What happened was, again, as the title clearly explained, we ended up having an action-filled day hopping on Hundred Islands, Alaminos, Pangasinan. Everything has been decided by the hands (and attention or lack of) of the lady ticket seller in Victory Liner, Cubao.


Although we cursed that lady for a while after learning that we were given the correct tickets to the incorrect destination, I find consolation in the saying that goes: All is well that ends well. And ended well this trip truly has. Here's the story.


Alighting at Alaminos, we quickly went on a mission of hunting down an ATM to ask for our trip allowance. Only, it took us multiple tries, multiple ATMs, and a wide hunt around a city we're not familiar with before we could finally clear the first challenge of this trip. That done, we move on to the next phase which was for me, to find our way to Bolinao and to Patar Beach. As for Eula, it's to check the tourism office of Alaminos because apparently, she has already decided to explore Alaminos instead with eyes locked on Hundred Islands as I remain clueless. Clap. Clap. Well, being me, I laughed the matter off and agreed in a blink. Hundred Islands it is.



Breakfast came first before the adventure. So, with the tricycle driver who won our hearts from the many that courted, we found ourselves in the public market, briskly heading north towards the delicious smelling and looking row of food. We also bought some snacks and water and we were off to the port where we rented a boat after changing to our swimming attires. We initially thought of looking for other tourists who might be interested in sharing the boat with us (to save on rent, what else). We failed to achieve this but later in the day, we realized that it was a great thing that we have the boat to ourselves. We are the captains and no one but us decides where to go next. :)


Meet Kuya Jeshmar. Our kind and totally reliable bangkero. :)

photo taken after the storm :)
Here are the motor boat rates for Hundred Islands hopping

First destination was Governor's Island where there's a view deck that allows tourists to have a good look at the neighboring islands. However, with the thick clouds above, we didn't get the most of the scenery and decided to come back later in the afternoon before docking on the port. This we truly did and though the sky remained Gray, the lighting got a little better that afternoon.


According to Kuya Jesh, there are actually 123 islands but since a hundred rolls smoother on the tongue, everyone opted to calling it Hundred Islands. Thanks for that trivia, Kuya Jesh! :)


Sailing away from Governor's Island, we passed by numerous other islands which, according to our boatman/tour guide, doesn't really have shores for docking, so they remain safe from foot traffic.


Next we docked in Marcos Island which nestles the Imelda Cave where we enjoyed cave diving. Life vests are required, so life vests we have on when we jumped. It was fun! We stayed for a couple more minutes in the island before leaving the beauty behind and sailing off to Old Scout island where we snorkeled for, give or take, an hour! Marine life is abundant and the scenery under is simply too beautiful to easily have enough of.


love this part of the boat :)
Next stop: Quezon Island. Here we bought our lunch. Being "the" island where tourists can order food, I sort of expected the prices to be ambitious yet I was still shocked when I learned the price for each dish. Tortang talong is 75 pesos (raised a brow here as I quickly thought of the 12-peso tortang talong we always eat outside PUP), fried tilapia is 125, chicken pork adobo is 150, 20 pesos per cup of rice, and 20 pesos for a small bottle of softdrinks. Wow!


We bought 4 rice, adobo, tortang talong, and 3 sakto-sized softdrinks. If your math is good, you would gather that we spent 365 for our lunch. Well, not bad considering we ordered food for 3 people.


It was only a little past 10am by then and yet it seemed like we've done a lot already. Given the early time, we still agreed on lunch and picked Scout Island to camp in. We pitched my tent, set some music on (all hail Franco!), took photos, got rained on, enjoyed the bright and warm sun that quickly followed suit, waited for my tent to dry, broke camp, and packed everything back in our beloved boat. Forward we went to the next island.

But before that, here are photos from Scout Island. :)





 As the weather continue to play the unpredictable card, Kuya Jesh was already hinting that we hasten back to port. Rowdy as we are, we requested for 2 more islands before agreeing to head back. We passed by Children's Island which I thought contains slides and playgrounds as the name suggest. We learned however, that it was named as such because the land is high in this part and the water rises up to only up to a 12-year-old's chest. So, that's why. It is the island where children can swim without worrying about the depth of the water.


As promised, we went back to Governor's Island. Here we experienced the prelude to a heavier downpour that made this trip not only unplanned but truly unforgettable. We took quick photos and a video and we're down on the shore the next minute. It was already starting to rain.



I enjoyed sitting in front as we tread along the waves feeling like Luffy aboard Going Merry and Thousand Sunny. Now reunited with our little boat, I claimed that spot again when we head back to port. But with the wind beating harder than it ever did that day, the waves growing bigger as we gain distance from Governor's Island, and the rain drops hitting our bodies harsher than water is expected to, I relinquished my seat and retired inside the boat.


For maybe 5 to 10 minutes, tuloy lang ang mumunti naming bangka sa pagtakbo--kinakalaban ang hangin at ulan, kinakalaban ang kalikasan. Sa mga panahong ito, tawa lang kami nang tawa sa loob ng bangka. Kahit malakas na 'yung ulan at hangin at malalaki na ang mga alon, naalala namin 'yung sinabi ni kuya Jesh na pinagkakarera niya daw 'yung bangka niya at madalas manalo. Tiningnan namin 'yung ibang mga bangkang kasabay naming niraragasa ang bagyo at nakita naming nauuna nga kami sa kanilang dalawa. Woot woot! Ilang minuto pa, wala na kaming nakikitang ibang mga bangka. Actually, wala na kaming nakikitang kahit ano sa paligid namin. Puro tubig at fog. Pagkatapos nun, tumigil ang aming bangka dahil sa isang sakong pumulupot sa propeller ng bangka.


This is why you shouldn't throw anything in the ocean! Kawawa 'yung bangka ni kuya Jesh. Natanggal 'yung pumulupot na sako sa tulong ng pocket knife na lagi kong dala tuwing gumagala. Ibinigay ko na kay Eula ang pocket knife na 'yun dahil wala pala siyang ganun. Sabi ko sa kanya, dapat lagi kang meron niyan dahil hindi mo alam kung kelan mo kakailanganin. May isa pa naman ako kaya ibinigay ko na sa kanya ang kutsilyong nagligtas sa aming buhay. Haha.


Natanggal ang sako pero ayaw pa din mag-start ng makina ng bangka. Nakatigil lang kami sa gitna. Dito ko naisipang i-video ang eksena. Sa ngalan ng documentation, isinabak ko ang cellphone ko sa ulan nang walang balot. Kudos to Samsung Galaxy Grand Prime dahil matapos maulanan at hanggang ngayon, nagagamit ko pa din siya. Haha!


Sa gitna ng pagpupumilit ni kuya Jesh na paandarin ang bangka, tinanong ko siya: "Kuya, lulubog na ba tayo?" Note: kalmado. :)

Ngumiti siya ang umiling. "Hindi, ma'am."

Tumango ako, "Okay." Tapos upo ulet.


Si Eula mej nagpa-panic na. Tumawag na daw kami ng tulong. Kumaway siya sa isang bangkang dumaan. Kumaway lang din 'yung sakay nung bangka. 'Yung bangkero, tiningnan lang kami. Natawa lang kami sa pagkaway nung isang ate.


May isa ulet napadaan na bangka, kumaway ulet si Eula and this time, lumapit 'yung bangka sa'men at kinausap nung bangkero si kuya Jesh. Nag-uusap sila sa Ilocano kaya si Eula ang translator ko. :)


Kinwento ni kuya Jesh na napuluputan nga daw ng sako 'yung makina at sinabi naman nung isang bangkero na hihilahin na lang 'yung bangka namin. Naghagis ng lubid si kuya Jesh para mahila nung isang bangka. Sinabihan ko si Eula na i-on 'yung naulanan niya na ding camera at picture-an ang pag-rescue sa amin dahil this time, hindi na nagre-respond 'yung phone ko. Masyado na siyang nabasa. Haha. (Matapos matuyo, gumana naman siya ulet so yay!) Pagkatapos ng picture na 'yun, hindi na din gumana 'yung camera ni Eula at sinisi niya 'ko. Haha. Sabi ko lang, hindi 'yan sira. Always positive. :)


Balik sa kwento ng pagkakaligtas sa'min. Nung hila-hila na kami nung isang bangka, parang magic na biglang lumiwanag 'yung paligid. Nakita namin na sobrang lapit na pala namin sa port. Hindi lang talaga namin makita dahil sa fog. Parang sa movie 'yung pagliwanag ng paligid. Wala na ding ulan tapos sumisikat na ulet 'yung araw. :)

The saving our lives, documented :) (photo by Euden Valdez)


This, definitely, is one of the most memorable adventures of my life.


Expenses:

Bus fare from Victory Liner Cubao to Alaminos - 398.00 x 2 = 796.00
Breakfast:
Pancit - 10.00
Kape - 15.00
Chicha:
3 hotdog - 25.003
sitsiriya - 22.00
tubig - 30.00
Tricycle papuntang port - 80.00 (plus 40.00 tip) = 120.00
Boat rent = small boat 1,400.00 (divide by 2, so 700) + 80.00 insurance per passenger = 1,560.00
Snorkeling gear rent (mula sa bangkero) = 150.00 original price (100.00 tinawaran price)
Tip para sa aming magaling at mabait na bangkero = 300.00 (dahil porsyento lang pala ang napupunta sa kanila sa renta sa bangka, most of the fee goes to the municipal government)
Tricycle pabalik ng city - 80.00 (wala nang tip dahil wala kaming emotional attachment sa driver na ito)
McDo meal dahil ginutom kami matapos manganib ang aming mga buhay - free dahil may coupons si Eula. Hooray!
Tupig (pasalubong sa mga mahal sa buhay) - 100.00


Total expenses: Math


Watch our adventure here :)

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