Showing posts with label Samar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Samar. Show all posts
And so, on some days you'll be amazed at the shadow that She casts on the white sand.

Or that She plays catch with the waves.

You'll be content that She finds zen when She sits on the edge of the water.

Or you'll be reminded of a certain goddess who rose from, when She stands on the sea foams.

I have never used my own wit on waters that took away the sand castles that I build. She does so freely, and in abundance.

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The beach is called Burobudyongan. Yes, that's the name of the place, not a tongue twister. It also goes by the name 'Spice of Life' or just 'Spice'. I'm debating whether I should say this is in Allen town or in Victoria town because it's somewhere in the middle. It's the favorite local watering hole, and understandably so. It's beautiful. It's basically free. There are no entrance fees. You only pay some when you rent a cottage or one of those overnight spots on the beach front. We are frequenters and usually do our stuff at 6:00 am when the air is fresh, the front is clean and the place isn't swarmed yet by the locals.
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Meanwhile. Yes, Celestine's wearing a toga because on the 21st of March she moved up from Day Care Schmaycare and come June will enroll into Kindergarten Schmarten. Everyday I'm amazed at how close she to getting into college. It felt like only yesterday when I first saw that slimy head of hers. Ha ha. Anyway, I hope she learns to read soon so she will know all the wonderful stuff that I write about her in this blog. Every milestone is a milestone. ;)

The classic peace sign.

I know she looks kinda tall. Trust me, she just turned five.

The classic salakot. Literal na suru-salakot an kasayaw. Classic, kids.



...And the classic choral presentation that will have us laughing and tearing up when the time comes. They sang "It's A Beautiful Day", these little munchkins.

Proud parents are we now. Always, always.
XO,
Mummy Cassie
I was looking at little knick knacks from the past today when these photos hit me right in the eye. Quiet unbelievable. But, has it really been more than six years now? Even the photo couldn't lie as it comes with the date: March 8, 2007. Phew! We're getting old. I peer at my 20-year old self and give an impish grin.I thought "Jeez! What an ugly duckling! Ha ha ha."


Welcome to the Surf Camp! c 2007. I hadn't been able to go back to the island so I'm not sure if this signage still stands on the same spot to date.

Date: March 8-ish 2007-ish
Location: The Surf Camp, Calicoan Island, part of Guiuan, Eastern Samar.
How did we end up there?: Management Research for the class of Prof. Dacuyan.  Interviewed a couple of people from Guiuan LGU and The Surf Camp because of the growing popularity of Surfing in the area.

We? So who were you with? - Groupmates: Edward, Orvisa, Julie Ann & Shella Mae. Collectively known as BORDZ.

Me, with Shella, Lian and Orviza.
BORDZ! Just saying that really makes me laugh. My memory of that trip is fairly sketchy. But I do remember it was nearly summer and very very hot.

Me, standing infront of the Church of the Immaculate Concepcion, Guiuan, Eastern Samar.
I had to debate with myself if I would include this photo of mine. Why I uncharacteristically raised my arm here I don't actually remember. This photo would have been great if I wasn't in it. But anyway, for good fun and memories sake I'm posting it here.*LOL*

That trip was more like making it by all by ourselves. We haggled with a landlady so that we would be able to stay at her house overnight for P200.00 (for all five of us, yes!). We roamed the streets of Guiuan at night and ate street food. We hitched a ride from Calicoan back to Guiuan because there were no scheduled trips anymore. On a dump truck, yes. Oh! Father wouldn't have approved.




All in all, it was an amazing trip. Even if we went home with really dark skin colors, it was all worth it. Sadly I don't know where the other photos have ended up. The swells were huge. Calicoan has a really beautiful beach front and the sights inside the camp were downright amazing. I got hold of some nice seashells as souvenirs.


This was 2007 and would have been my first encounter with a white-sand beach. Who wears sneakers to the beach?

Throwback throwback. Bell-bottomed jeans may have gone out of style. But not these memories. :)


XO,

Carissa, Forever BORDZ