Spent a week in Visayas with my friend Ken. We didn’t have an itinerary in mind and winged it for most of the trip. Our friends cancelled and backed out last minute so it was just the two of us for the whole trip which was kinda funny. Some of the locals thought and assumed that we were a couple and when they ask me I’d tell them no we’re not, he’s actually married, we’re just friends. I got a kick out of the expression on their faces, I could almost see them thinking that I was probably a mistress, a home wrecker. Not true of course but it made us laugh so hard. Ken and I have been friends for years now and we travel together usually with friends and I so love love their pretty daughter Kahlen.
Ken is a fun travel buddy too and he knows how to drive a motorcycle which is a really useful skill when exploring the different spots in the island. We rented one and checked out cave pools, white sand beaches, tried skim-boarding, went horse back riding, and cliff diving. Ken dived while I used my knee injury as an excuse not to. 🙂
Went to Diliman with the dog, sister, and her friend Hp. I love the grounds at UP Diliman but I rarely get to explore the area because it’s kinda far from Makati. Had fun eating isaw and of course did an impromptu shoot with my dog.
Spent a day as a volunteer at the Cerebral Palsy Foundation in San Antonio Village, Makati and got to know Thirdy and his mom. Thirdy has cerebral palsy and mild autism. His favorite person is his mom and loves the sun and being outside a lot. I caught him several times leaning his head back with closed eyes just drinking in the sunshine with a blissful expression on his face. Such a cute and charming kid I could take photos of him all day long.
A few months ago (seemed so long ago now) I felt like things were going my way, it was unexpected — so many things clicked and for once I thought wow this might actually go somewhere. I laughed a lot, felt loose, and for once was willing to let things just flow naturally. To connect on so many levels and then end up disappointed wasn’t expected but it happened and man was I bummed.
But looking back at it now I’d say that I’m grateful for that experience. I ran to friends and shared what happened, got whipped along the way but they gave sound advice and it was to stay away, that it’s probably not worth it. I resisted at first and then later on realized they were right and what do you know… I even reconnected with someone from my past who gave exactly the same advice. I can be so hard headed sometimes. But it’s all good now. I’d like to think that I handled things with grace (so hard if you know me) and believe it or not I’m more in love with life now than ever. So yeah, cheers to failed stories and new beginnings. <3