This is my third and final installment for the Love, Weekend stories. I woke up to this gorgeous view the day after the wedding. No filter needed!
Some dramatic curtain opening…
… and a dramatic “I woke up like this” pose. Lel Forgive me. I had to indulge. I need a duvet in my life!
We were still all dazed by the events the day before but we were set to have another adventure. Now, out to the sea and nearby islands. But first, breakfast!
I’m not big with breakfast, truth be told, I rarely eat breakfast. On a regular day, I’d eat by 11am which is probably considered brunch to most folks. Already day 4 and I’m bound to have some regrets, regretted that I didn’t eat much soon after finishing 2 croissants. I wish I had taken a more photogenic breakfast with the fruits that I’ve gotten after this but I was a zombie at Tides. My brain was definitely not thinking of this blog at that time. Haha Sorry, guys! I saw, I came, I ate croissants, I left.
TO THE SALTY, SALTY SEA!
We had our first stop and the rest of the group went for their first scuba diving session where they learned and had a trial swim. I don’t think I’ll ever scuba dive in my life. It was never in my bucket list nor do I ever feel the want to experience it. I think I’ve mentioned this before already but ironically, coming from a control freak, I don’t like going through extreme activities in which I have to be in control of. Driving, go-karting, tobogganing (which we did in the UK, and I completely freaked out, I crashed myself and just walked out of the snow slope) causes me extreme anxiety. But I digress. I stayed behind on the boat with my brother and cousin and had a little shoot. If you haven’t seen it, you can read it here.
We had lunch at the front deck of the boat, under the glaring sun, because we’re crazy. I usually wear so much protection when going for a swim but I always end up with a very tanned face and my normal skin tone for the rest of my body. Hence, the halter top. It did even out my tan after a day’s worth of sun and sea, so at least, my plan worked out.
Look at these gorgeous mangoes. Philippines certainly has the best mangoes in the world. Not that I’ve tasted mangoes around the world.. haha That was just a very biased observation. I do know, mangoes in the UK are nowhere near these. UK’s are chunky and usually sour-ish, Philippines’ are sweet and succulent. We also had some scallops which were very tender and tasty. Paired it with Cebu’s famous hanging rice, just enough to fill us for lunch!
Some outtakes of my mini shoot while waiting for their scuba diving learning session to end.
My brother and I were laughing because my cousin decided to swim behind me as we did the shoot. Then a photo of my struggle to keep still. I was too afraid to stand on the edge of the boat as I might fall off and drown.
We then went to another spot in the sea. I assume it had better coral reefs down there because that’s where the boatmen took our guests for their proper scuba diving. I still stayed behind floating nearby the boat, snorkeling to see schools of fishes beneath me.
For a moment, I became too aware of where I was. It was weird to see the floor bed meters underneath me that if it hadn’t been for the seawater and if it was just air and gravity, I’d fall that deep. I mean, if the floor bed was our ground (where we walk and such), I was, then, swimming on top of a 5-storey building with the fishes! Shower thoughts, eh.
We ended the day, tanned and happy, and went back to land. We had our last grand dinner which was ruined for me because of migraine. I think that was my body’s way of letting me know to stop and rest. And rest, I did. I woke up the next day feeling content with what I just experienced, it was a roller coaster of sorts. It was nice to be surrounded by people you love, to support them, be there for them and genuinely feel happy for them. A definite highlight of my 2015.