Tuburan Port, Tuburan, Cebu, Philippines
It’s funny. When you leave your home and wander really far, you always think, ‘I want to go home.’ But then you come home, and of course it’s not the same. You can’t live with it, you can’t live away from it. And it seems like from then on there’s always this yearning for some place that doesn’t exist. I felt that. Still do. I’m never completely at home anywhere.
Although I always question the existence and enterprise of home, I always find myself Tuburan-bound for holidays like Holy Week. This is the home-like sun that greeted me this afternoon.
A happy weekend for us!
Love and laugh,
Jona of http://www.facebook.com/backpackingwithabook
*pantalan means port
A really lovely photo, and I loved the quote as well. 🙂
Great topic for discussion! We have many places to call home throughout our lives, from womb to tomb. Even though it may not be the way we idealized in our minds, it just makes you feel happy inside to be back home.
Lovely capture. And, thanks for dropping by.