Coron Day 3

(Please note that all of the photos for the next few posts are taken by me and my brother Ted.  Anyone who would like to use these photos, please shoot an email to let us know where you’ll be using them.  Courtesy please.  Thanks! *grin*)

Day 3 started reaaaaaaally early.  Mon had us up before the sun rose.  The ride to the safari was pretty long.  Like 2 hours long.  Not kidding.

It was the first time I saw the sun and the moon at the same time.

This was taken at about 5 in the morning.

Left side moon, right side peeking sun.

There was something really amazing watching the sunrise.  The colors were perfect, the warmth was welcoming, and matched with the breeze from the water, well, it is just divine.

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Coron Day 2

(Please note that all of the photos for the next few posts are taken by me and my brother Ted.  Anyone who would like to use these photos, please shoot an email to let us know where you’ll be using them.  Courtesy please.  Thanks! *grin*)

After getting the much needed rest from the hike, we had an early start.  We woke up at about 6 in the morning to prepare for breakfast.  Mon said we would have to go to the market early before island hopping; we might run out of food selections.  He was able to commission this boat to take us to wherever and cook the meal too.

Of course it was just like any other market.  Somehow it has more character.  People were not bumping into each other, the catch was fresh, and if the other vendor doesn’t have what we’re looking for, he led us to the other one that has it.  Like everyone is happy.  All the freakin’ time.

We were told that the seafood here was almost dirt cheap.  We got these  crabs for about Php 180 per kilo.  Come.  On.  FREAKING SCORE.

I don't think I've ever seen crabs this big... and this cheap.

 

I think I should go to the market more, but I don't think I'll see these vibrant colors in Manila.

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Coron Day 1

(Please note that all of the photos for the next few posts are taken by me and my brother Ted.  Anyone who would like to use these photos, please shoot an email to let us know where you’ll be using them.  Courtesy please.  Thanks! *grin*)

We arrived right on time.

Please ignore the girl. She was taking so long to leave and Daniel didn’t want to stay there and have the facade all to himself. A lot of people were waiting for their photo opp at Busuanga’s welcome banner.

You know you’re in for a good vacation when the airport scenery looks like this.

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2011 Filipiniana Day

I have to admit today is the day I missed the NCR Circle the most.  Last year’s Filipiniana portrait looked like this:

This year, we had to have someone else take it.  And it turned out to be blurred beyond aesthetics that I do not have the heart to post it here.  But this year proved to be our most creative yet.  I mean, of course, the men wore the usual barong and us girls went wardrobe hunting for our costumes.

Ranna had the most interesting accessories:  the fan earrings and the noisiest headpiece ever made by man.


Moks made sure that his lapel is fasyon too.

I would like to thank the Salazars for sponsoring  my Filipiniana this year.  FARFOL!

Anj, having too many things to do in the day, decided to put a modern twist to her Filipiniana (and her curls are ever present).

And who would have thought Jerome has smeyes!?

Though we are not as complete as we were last year, I believe we managed to make it memorable enough.

Especially when Allan shied away from us just to escape this photo shoot.

Happy Independence Day, everyone.

Our fifth anniversary

It was almost surreal.  I don’t think either of us ever thought we’d reach this far.

I am so happy.  There are no words to fully capture the joy I have in heart to be in his arms.  I have no words.  Probably because he has them all.  :)

Thank you, Dylan, for an amazing celebration.  To us.  Always.  Hold tight.  :)

Oh and just in case I haven’t said it enough, I love you.

It was an amazing Saturday, Dy.  I am looking forward to all our next adventures.  Only you.  Always you.