May 11, 2011

Camotes Island | Things to Do

These past few months, I was alienated from mountains because of stupefying vertigo attacks—a migraine aftermath, I hope, and not something life-threatening such as brain cancer or tumor. Vertigo made me incoherent—or to put it bluntly—plain stupid.  But the body and the mind longed for the beauty of restlessness, and beachineering and townhopping temporarily substituted for the mountains. To Camotes at Four in the Morning For nocturnal creatures by habit, Pie and I had to force ourselves to grab an hour sleep before heading to Camotes.  Partially unprepared, we didn’t know White Gold Terminal doesn’t have a 24-hour operation, so we […]