After a day at an island in Camotes, I could feel my limbs aching and feet sore from too much walking and from splinters from rough stones and unknown marine animals that I happened to step on in the ocean floor. Age must be catching up with me I thought, but some kind soul told me it was not age, swimming was something i had not done in a long long time.
It was an unplanned trip. I was still on the PC at 7 AM when the call from my friend Marilyn came. "Time to go" she said and I could imagine her phone in one hand and luggage in the other, while I frantically run through my mind the things that I need to do under the situation. Hubby was on an official trip to Tacloban, and I was alone in the house with my daughter Ayn. "Hurry", I told her as she dashed to the bathroom for a quick shower and I packed my bag for an overnight stay at this island in Camotes which took our fancy one day. There was no time to lose, and I was of course grateful for the cab driver who offered to take us to the bank first instead of bringing us to the terminal for ferry boats heading in the direction of our destination, when I discovered I didn't have any money. We made it in record time.
Aboard the ferry boat my friends were searching for friends of friends who were bound for the same destination. It was then that I discovered we did not have any reservation nor definite hosts at the island. Our going there was pure adventure.Luckily they found a man who knew one of our students, and called her up to meet us as we landed. Poor girl, she was too surprised but managed very well in the resolving the crisis of unexpected visitors. First she made us walk single file in a trail between rough stones ( I do not know how they are called)
under the high noon sun. We were
treated to boiled bananas and fish at their humble house. My friends who have been so used to adventures like this brought the lunches they had packed and we had more than enough and were full when we decided to make an inspection of that part of the island where for the first time we saw pineapples and coconuts growing in the rocks and real live serguelas trees. We left our luggage in their house as we decided to choose which beach resort to stay in and we have to walk our way as there were no available transportation. Finally we settled in here, and luckily, there were no guests except us and we had the whole place to ourselves that night and the following day.
It was then that we discovered that leaving our things at Leah's place was a bad idea, we could have plunged into the ocean right upon arriving, but as things stood, we waited until evening for our swimming attire to come
The next day we raced with the morning sun to the ocean and had the best swim in all our lives. The only thing was that the ocean floor was also inhabited by seaweeds and sharp stones. "They should have weeded them out" I complained within the hearing of Ayn who said, "But Mom those sea weeds are home to small fishes." Indeed there were schools of fish that were not really intimidated by our presence, at least some of them. For more of our "adventures" at island, see the latest photos posted by yours truly.
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