Beach Love: Paguriran Island and Lagoon (Part 2)

Only the beach could wake me up and get up really early. I don't have the luxe of time to spend mornings often beside the beach, that's why I'm pretty determined to yolo the moment. To walk along the shoreline with your partner beside you, wait for sunrise with my camera in hand, listen to the calming beach waves, get emotionally motivated by my daily devotion, and thinking what to eat for breakfast! Indeed, a good morning.

Day 2 plan is to take a dip to a waist deep lagoon. You should be early before low tide. We got there 7am. Hello Sun!

How to get there?

From Manila: We took a bus going to Legazpi City, Bicol. We always trust Cagsawa buses when we go to Bicol to visit the kids. Get the la-Z-boy seats around 950php. Estimate travel time, count 8-10 hours of butt burning transpo with 2 stop overs.

From Legazpi: Go to bus terminal and look for van services going to Sorsogon. Fare is 90php each. Travel time, 1-2 hours no traffic. Then get off to the last stop, Sorsogon Market.

From Sorsogon: Walk around and look for Sm Hypermarket. There you'll find the jeepneys going to Sawanga. Fare is 40php each. This jeep will take you directly to Paguriran BEACH!

Before hitting the beach, you have to buy food supplies, water, snacks and even fresh veggies and meat from the market. There's no restaurants or any food establishments at at the beach, only sari-sari store. So, bring your own food.

You can request freshly cooked meals from the locals at the beach. There are polite and hospitable. Just bring your groceries and tip them well. They are good in cooking sea foods, don't let them cook adobo or any red meat meals.

Where to stay?

I only had one choice for that time. Fully booked lahat. I didn't got the air-conditioned rooms, so we settled for a nipa hut/kubo house. It has one bath, one bedroom with king size bed, living area, and our own karaoke area outside. 700php per night is not bad.

Have a safe trip! Let's discover untouched beaches around the Philippines.

See more photos of our trip

Beach Love: Paguriran Island and Lagoon (Part 1)

Ang bilis ng oras. Alam mo bakit?...  Kasi, tumatakbo. ^_^

It's a celebration of our second anniversary. Time flies so fast.
Alam mo kung bakit? haha..NO.

We always want an escape from our daily work routines. Escape to a serene and tranquil surrounding without stress where all you have to do is chill. Unwind and unwired. A place where we can call ourselves strangers. A place where you can freely do anything without anyone judging you.

Going to places we've never been gives us a thrill. To discover new things, together.

Bicol is a familiar place for my partner. That's his hometown. I decided to spend our 2nd year with 2 kids. Two years celebrated with lovely two rascals multiplied our happiness as a couple. Indeed, it was a happy happy anniversary.

We are all first-timers here. Haunting a remote kid-friendly beach requires research skills. Thanks to travel bloggers who are passionate in documenting their trips. Detailed and beneficial to their readers. Thank God. We made it to Paguriran Island!

It's a long ride going to the beach.
When you see this spot, remember that you'll still pass 8 barangays to get there. 

Entrance. The beach is peeking.

Finally, beach.

Dylan and Art redefined chill.

Water Dash.

kalyo alert. salt water heals.

The sun sets and my emotion alights.

Try not to confuse attachment and love.
Attachment is about dependency and has more to do with love of self than love of another.
Love without attachment is the purest love because it isn’t about what others can give to you because you’re empty.
It is about what you can give other because you’re already full.
-Yasmin Mogahed

Lunch Out: Señor Pollo Makati Branch

We've always wanted to eat real food for lunch and have always been craving for chicken! When we saw the newly opened Señor Pollo while we're strolling around our office neighborhood, we sat down with no hesitation. The vibrant look and sort-of-island feel of the resto pulled us in. Here's our first impression.

wall mural, two thumbs up!

liquors leaning on brick wall, rustic 

me and fudge doing "the art of waiting" pose

here's the menu. please don't pick Vier. 

then we forgot to shoot the food 'cause we were so hungry! (please make your service fast)
Anyways, we tried their buffalo wings, sweet potato mash on sides and this winner quesadillas

sa tagal ng service, Fudge got time to have yosi break

In conclusion, I thought it would be a nice place to chill-out with friends after late party gigs. The food they serve tastes good, plus the price is reasonable. 
We'll surely come back! 

Bye Fuji Ko

Last shots taken before letting go this handy photo snapper.

Tampisaw

To go swimming in someone else's pool in our birthday suits. That was the plan! But, kids came in so..we kept it subtle.

Full set

INSPIRATION: Posters for your working space

Feed your mind with positive thoughts. Allow these workday mood boosters get through you.

MIXTAPE: Happy Tunes for March

Photo Source

Happy by Pharell Williams

Take A Walk by Passion Pit

I Wanna Get Better by Bleachers

If I Could Change Your Mind by Haim

Run Run Run by Celeste Buckingham

Sleeping In by The Postal Service

All to All by Broken Social Scene
Is it Too Much by Ra Ra Riot
In Between Days by Ben Folds

Let’s Go Home by Carousel

Listen NOW.

A Love Letter from My Lover

Ever dearest Mary,

Timeliness is everything.

Poets continuously defy tenses, gripping on the concept of artistic license as if they are weapon only they can wield, to keep their favorite affliction in a Matrix slow-mo sequence. They are not meant to be shelved, but rather refreshed, they will insist.

These press releases I have been working on need certain evidence of being newsworthy to earn their craved full distribution.

Everyone wants everything to stay beautifully in this big “now.”

Then pause.

Press play. Repeat.

I am guilty of such affliction.

There is nothing wrong with adoring the present tense, but I have always been that guy who took “now” to a date and made a whore out of it. One bruise into another, I stretched my luck to fit that usual romantic notion of being swept off my feet by a pixie dream girl.

To finally claim my own Ramona Flowers, minus the evil exes. A Summer Finn, without the borderline tendencies.

Funny how it took me 5 years after my separation from my ex-wife to realize that I have been longing for a prize that does not exist.

I was simply tired of looking.

Then there, you came into the picture.

What a timely entrance, Mary. A sound engineer could have cued a cringe-inducing Stephen Bishop classic and it would still be as perfect.

7 months into my self-proposed hibernation, I finally fleshed out some courage to say “hi” through chat. Liking your photos and following your blog started to become creepy, I reasoned to myself. A lame ass joke about the Big Bang Theory, and a double entendre about “giving you a ring” sped off our conversations from mundane to mushy.

Do you remember, Mary?

Funny how easily I can shed off that stereotypical machismo that feminists have been preying on for decades when I am with you. And how we are overly passionate for each other’s passion, like it is our second skin.

A lot of records have been played and danced on, and a lot of Buffalo wings have been massacred in the process, and we are still on the roll - a not so usual occurrence in my life.

This made me realize that those bleeding heart poets are right. And yes, maybe those god damn press releases too.

Timeliness is a big part of everything to work, but I don’t need to stretch myself too thinly anymore, because Mary, you are enough for me.

Everything that is “us” has always been about seizing the “now.”

Yes, you may not be Ramona, or even close to Summer (except for that hipster bangs), but I guess I found someone better.

And real.


Ahmad

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