Watching surfers and their thang.
Taking a nap in the backyard was a habit.
Caving in Danao.
People get fined touching these formations. Respect that it takes a million years for it to grow like that. We didn’t actually touch it though.
I had huge legs that year.
Somehow, I miss Bohol
”Mind over matter—How to survive the flesh-eating cold”
To the Manila heat,
Yesterday, I went to a place in Laguna called Bato Springs. The spring said “Kiss my ass, heat.”
If I were to rate the place for a simple man’s getaway guide, I’d rate the springs 9/10. The place did deliver me away from the scorching spirits of Sun. Every plunge in the water made me shiver like it was winter wonderland. When you rise up the level of the water and breathe, you’ll see fog coming out of your mouth.
It was impossible to stay in the water for long. It felt like being Jack in Titanic. So, I sat on the rocks for a few minutes before swimming out again. By the afternoon, I couldn’t deny it anymore that it gets colder as the day came to close.
It felt dubious that the rest of the country was sweating under their shirts while I was up there chilling~. That’s what a good getaway makes you think, your life before is a complete mirage.
I want to go back.
Truly hating you,
Michelle
The sun
Summer 2010
The king rises
Summer 2010
Sitting pretty @ the sanctuary
summer 2010
Fishy @ Balicasag Island
Summer 2010






























