Nagsasa, Zambales. This is the first stop out of my three-weekend May getaway (comprising of hopping on and off boats, sleeping in buses and vans, getting wounded, almost drowning and/or falling off of cliffs).
Tito Rex organized this one, so we just shelled out cash, packed our stuff and rode off into the sunrise (we left at 2:00 AM, see). It was about a 5-hour trip from Manila to Pundakit (by rented van) plus a 45-minute boat ride to the island. There is no power supply, toilet and bath are enclosed in bamboo(?) dividers and we slept in tents. Yes, ladies and gentlemen. Believe it or not, I survived.
I spent just one hour packing and I wasn't able to hurl my camera into my bag. All photos were grabbed from Bimby Romasanta (our resident photographer).
Nagsasa is a pebble's throw (when thrown by The Hulk, perhaps) away from Anawangin. It is less populated and more serene.
Happiness after 6 hours of traveling.
Brunching.
Ok, this is LA. We wanted to take a nap after eating. But we weren't smart enough like the people in the next photo.
See, if you are an outdoorsy person, you would know that sleeping inside a tent at high noon will cause brain damage. They. did. not. leave. their. duyans. so. we just. did. what. we. had. to. do.
Played Pusoy Dos. Good thing Kirk brought cards.
See those barbecue sticks? We played made-up pick-up sticks with those.
Ate a ton of marshmallows.
When in Zambales, eat (a lot of) mangoes, ok?
When they finally woke up, we played 1-2-3 pass. Emong was the only one without uling on his face.
That's Josh, Bimb, Kirk and Tito Rex.
They hiked up this hill.
And pointed at something.
We had this for dinner. And liempo, I think.
It was really dark and it started raining. So I forced (using my Paulo-fan) myself to sleep.
This was our boat ride home.
See you again, Nagsasa!
All in all, it was an unforgettable trip because of three things: 1) I survived (mainly because they didn't let me do anything); 2) I was with people dear to my heart; and 3) I still have bug bites all over my body.
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And now for an open letter:
Dear public officials in charge of Nagsasa cove:
We all know that Nagsasa holds its own in the charm department. But please do something about the trash building up in the water. I saw quite a number of plastic bags and 1 murky battery while I was pretending to swim. Thank you.
Respectfully Yours,
FeelingPrinsesa
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