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June 5-7, 2015
After a few months of waiting, our trip to CDO-Camiguin-(Bukidnon) finally happened. Even before our flight, there were so many negative things that happened that I was no longer surprised that we also experienced other unfortunate events during the trip – companions backed out, cancelled flights, over baggage, long travel and missed schedules. Well at least we learned from them and had fun – we enjoyed the places that we visited; we got to travel by air, water and land in the same day; we saw old friends; we ate amazing dishes; and most importantly we bonded a lot. Philippines is truly a gem. 🙂
Port going to Camiguin
The first stop of our Camiguin tour was the White Island. And as the name says, it is just a strip of white sand island with no trees. Good thing there are some mini stands selling food for those staying for a while. It is near the main island – around 10 minutes by boat so people can easily go there anytime. There are Kuyas renting colorful umbrellas and mats for those who want to lay near the water but doesn’t want to absorb the heat from the sun and get sand on their whole body. I really enjoyed swimming at the place and just enjoying the bare and vast white sand.
On our way to White Island
Strip of white sand
I was fourteen when I had a conversation with my mother on what degree I will take in college. I told her straight, I want to become a part of the world of mass media. She was not entirely puzzled about it, but asked me why in a tone as if I went completely nuts. She went in full details about this and that, what’s in store for me, and about my life being in total distress with limitless pressure by people who really have no idea on what they’re doing. All of it entered my left ear and exited through my right ear in a matter of split second. My thoughts were simple – I want to influence, to make a difference and to make a change. It may sound like a Michael Jackson hit but at that very moment, I knew that even my mother could not stop me. I explained her everything I want to happen – to become a news anchor with credibility, to become a journalist that would expose the dirtiest secrets, to be a filmmaker and change a generation, or to become a writer so that my thoughts while I lay on my bed become a game changer in the society. But in the end, I took Engineering. How was that?
Now, as I watch the footage of our first short film, I don’t know why the moment my mother and I were talking comes flashing over and over again. It seems like she is sending messages from up above and telling me exactly what she would always telling me – mass media is for bad ass people. For a moment, I thought she was right. I felt the disappointment while my team was working on our first short. Don’t get me wrong, I definitely knew what I signed up for. I know for a fact that there are outside elements that would attempt to penetrate the pseudo-bulletproof walls we built when we were talking in pre-production. But I never knew it would be huge.
Siem Reap travel tips
Last April, one of my college friends Mitch Alvarez tagged me in a Facebook post by Ms Nikka Sarthou-Lainez who is looking for contributors who are interested in sharing travel tips for international and domestic destinations of Cebu Pacific Air. Ms. Nikka is a Contributing Editor for Smile Magazine, the in-flight magazine of CebuPac.
Smile Magazine July 2015 edition