I also do some other stuff than podcasting, you know.
My photos for the Isla Verde, Batangas trip middle of this month are still not all scanned, save for the colored, panoramic shots.
So here’s the story:
It was an RFilipinas out-of-town trip, and gladly the destination was unfamiliar territory to almost all of us: an non-resort island reached by a two-hour boat ride, a spit away from Puerto Galera. Minus the unexpected hours-wait for the boat commute in the morning when we arrived in Leah Beach, the early afternoon arrival at the place proved to be a nice surprise: the beach water was clear, the sand was white though rocky, and no tourists were on sight.
The house we stayed in was meager but ultimately homely. A few hours rest and we went for a quick trek around the island. The vegetation here was different from everywhere else, where coconut (my familiar recall of Quezon) or mango (my more familiar abode of Bulacan) trees tower above all. We then headed for the beach, which was really a few steps away from the house. Once you realize that saltwater is actually very salty and goggles would help, and that you’ve finally realized how you’re newly-bought board shorts wasn’t such a bad purchase, that only means you haven’t had sand between your toes for a very, very long time.
