The Piscean and the Sea

Summer is not summer unless there is beach involved.

Finally, after two years of not feeling the waves crash upon my legs and feet, I went back to the sea. It wasn't easy to come near the beach at those years, as I have worked abroad for a long time and travel wasn't much given a chance. So right then after I arrived back in the country, I immediately planned out how to get to the nearest sea to swim in. See how water-deprived this Fish was? Haha. But that didn't work out either, and I have to wait for a month to finally able to swim. The opportunity opened up when a Bicol trip was planned.

It was amazing. I haven't been to Bicol for about six years, so this travel was like a shot on two chances. I spent more than a week there, enjoying the current festival for Mayon in Albay, and then then going for a boat-ride and island hopping at the tip of Luzon in Sorsogon. I was also inspired enough to capture every moment in my camera. (That video posted up there says it all.) Definitely one good summer story.

The touch of the waves and the stillness of the sea. The glow of the horizon. The dancing of the fishes. All completes a fine rejuvenating feeling for a wanderer who's back where he truly belongs.