I love you for giving me an experience in seven meager hours. I will miss you. I will come back for, and to you. Next time I’ll see you, I’ll bring a partner. We’ll traverse your quaint little shops togetherand tread your lovely streets of cobblestones. We’ll eat your tastiest egg tarts and gobble down bottomless milk tea. And if he chooses to eat your infamous pork bun, I will let him willingly, I won’t mind pathetically drooling in one corner. It won’t be so soon, but I shall see you again. I promise.
After watching Fast Five, I asked this question to Jigs. Egypt has pyramids, Cambodia has Angkor Wat. Brazil, Cristo Redentor. What about Pinas? What does it have that would make you and the world stand in awe?
“It can’t be Makati skyscrapers,” with a chuckle. I gave up thinking, “nothing really right?”
She said, “you forgot.” “You have the world’s smallest volcano. And a lake on a volcano in a lake on an island in a lake on an island in a sea. Didn’t the peak of Taal take your breath away?”
“Yes it did. And yes we have a myriad of breath-taking natural resources. Bohol’s another favorite. But I meant, engineering feats?”
A year or so later, today, I’ve scanned through UNESCO World Heritage sites. Finally, there’s the answer to my silly question. With its intricate and intelligent irrigation and elaborate farming systems, we have Banaue Rice Terraces to reflect a true mastery of engineering our ancestors had structured dating from over 2000 years ago. From over two long millenia ago.
Silly of me to have not thought about that.
And I’m not leaving this behind my bucket list. I’ve gotta experience this engineering masterpiece.
I’d be a humbled descendant in a glimpse of an aerial view. Truly, it will be “a living cultural landscape of unparalleled beauty.”
1. Told me I have a world of my own with my phone (I was staring at the blinking blue in Google Maps in hopes I won’t get lost) and lectured me about travel and being alone.
2. Told me about marriage, that it’s pretty easy. Until you’ve got kids. Until life happens.
3. Helped me out of kindness.
4. Offered further help and bade bye bye with a question, “How come you’re alone?”
During long bus rides, I am most content when I’m given a 2-seater seat of my own enabling me in a squat position and peer thru a huge clear window, a book, and my smartphone to occasionally disrupt me from my reading.
As promised, will probably go back here. This year.
Shadows in the sand holding each other’s hand - snapshots by the shore.
She amidst a backdrop of the early sunset glistening at the placid yet ironically wavy lake water. Her blue bandana. The water droplets spilled on her face caused by the boat ride racing against the wind-wave alliance. Her transition lenses.
I was intently staring at her like I was taking a Flickr-explore picture. I uttered “thank you”, but only in my mind. Because I had no courage to break the happy silence and vocally express these things.