Before 2015
ends, I started to fulfill one of my dreams--to travel and visit the variety of
beaches the earth has to offer. Cagbalete Island is my first stop and it's
a journey with my friend, Arra.
Here's
how we got there.
We
availed the travel package of 2-Days & 1-Night at Joven's Resort in
Cagbalete Island with Tour for P699 instead of P1299 - Summer's Not Over Yet
offered by Tipid Lakbay (check out metrodeal.com for more details). It's an
affordable deal, so we easily grabbed the chance. I made a reservation for two
on December 28-29, once my friend, Arra, settled the payment through SM
payment. The e-mail was sent on December 25 that was Christmas Day, Friday. It
was a holiday, no office, no transaction, obviously. It was nerve-wracking
waiting for a response, since they didn't have office hours on Saturday and
Sunday. Even though that's the case, we were persistent, I called them more
than 11th times, but no answer. Bogus! Scammed! Those were the negative
thoughts we had on that Saturday. Then, I just got tired of calling them and
decided to trust them blindly. That was faith. We just prayed to God that we
were not scammed. Gladly, we weren't. It was already six in the evening when I
read the response e-mail, sent at three in the afternoon, it was so sudden, we
didn't expect that the Cagbalete Island experience would be pushed through, but
it did. It happened.
Two in
the morning was the sample time from the itinerary, and it's too damn early, but
Arra insisted that we should definitely be there, on time. I packed my things
somewhere 8 to 9 pm and wasn't able to sleep right away--must be due to
the excitement. It's my first, who wouldn't be? I probably slept at 10 or 10:30 pm,
not sure, and woke up at 1:30 am for my prep. We met at Balibago Complex
Terminal, at 2:30 am, still super early on my case, I wasn't able to get enough
sleep. Unfortunately, there was no trip bound to Lucena during that time.
Drivers and bystanders told us that the trips start on 5am. Dang! We had to
wait for more than two hours, instead of sleeping, our eyes are out wide open
waiting for the trip. There were a lot of tricycle drivers who offered a trip to
Turbina, they said we could get to Lucena on time if we used that alternative
route, but I was doubtful as well as my mom. She dropped me off due to safety
issues and Arra was sent by his brother. We tried stayed on a bus believing
that we won't be left behind by the public boat transfers. The bus driver said
that the bus will take on its journey bound to LRT Buendia any minute, from
there we could take the ride to Lucena, but it didn't happen we waited for
almost an hour. Liar! Uneasy, I left the bus and check on the public van
transfer bound to Lucena and gladly, a man informed me that there was a direct
trip to Lucena that would leave once the van had enough passengers. I was
relieved for a bit, but irritation took over a bit as we waited for the arrival
of other passengers. It was already 5:00 am when we left the town of Santa
Rosa. It was a long and tiring waiting game. Gya!
It was 3
to 4 hours long to reach Lucena via Van. At the Lucena Grand Terminal, we took
NCR-rienton bus bound to Mauban, Quezon, it's a 1 1/2 hours ride. I bought piyaya, meringue, shingaling and bottled water while waiting for the departure time. Arra bought pinagong while I was gone from the bus.
A lot of vendors were coming in and out of the bus: watches, shades and
a necklace. Arra even bought a necklace for 50 pesos. It's an affordable deal for
an item made out stainless, so why not. A not attachable magnet on the jewelry
was proof that it was stainless. The vendor said it himself. Reaching the town
of Mauban we were quite in a hurry since the public boat transfer would leave
at exactly 10:30 am and we didn't want to be left behind. From there, we rode a
tricycle to reach the Tourism Office for registration and tickets for the
environmental fee, then another ride bound to the port. We were actually late
for the last trip, but thank God for Miss Lani Fortunado, she was able to inform
the boat for additional passengers, namely us, via phone. And there, we were
able to catch M/B Neneng, a public boat transfer. It was a 45 minutes ride from
Mauban port to Cagbalete Island. When I first stepped on the boat, dizziness
fell upon me, I almost puke on the first boat ride of my life. Praise God, I
didn't. It's hard to battle with my stomach. A vest refrained me from my negative
thoughts during the boat ride. I was practically nervous. The sea looked
dangerous. It's endless. I felt like a sea monster would appear anytime soon. I
could not confidently say that clarity and pureness of the sea since there
were floating unidentified materials on the middle of it and there was smell an
of gasoline. I was a bit disappointed, even in province pollution existed. A
small boat took us to the seashore with white sand and blue water. The water
was expectedly clear on this part of the sea.
First Day
on the Cagbalete Island
Cagbalete
Island is part of the Quezon Province with a number of residents and a few
resorts that cater the tourists. We were welcomed by a few numbers of residence
from Barangay Cagbalete, mostly were kids. They were offering a tour from the
shore to our desired resort. We were hesitant at first because we thought
Joven's Blue Beach Resort was easy to find, but on the second thought, surely,
we needed a guide. He was a young boy. Wasn't able to ask his name, but he felt
kind. He was polite and very accommodating. We asked how much, and he just said
'bahala na po kayo’. One thing that
we both notice, Arra and I, people in this province were quite kind, they
didn't talk loud and even offered help. They felt so calm, unlike the ones from
the city. The young boy even carried one of Arra's bag which was full outfits
for this beach getaway, she brought a lot. He answered all our questions, also
the stupid ones. There was an elementary and high school in the area which took
me by surprise, according to him--I might consider transferring my teaching
career in this area if an opportunity popped out. And he even told us that
there was a flood recently that reached his chest, the thought was disturbing.
Flood near the sea. Scary! He was nice enough to laugh with us. It was a long
walkathon. Ups and downs. Wet and dry. It took us 45 minutes to reach Joven's.
At the
Joven's Blue Beach Resort, Miss Clarissa took care of the tent that was
included in the travel package. It was unthinkable for us to prepare the
package I hadn't done one in my entire life, even Arra. The sight of the
endless sea was breathtaking surprisingly. I wasn't anticipating a sea monster since I was standing safely on the ground. That's what I thought. It was low
tide, so the sea didn't reach the seashore. The white sand was unbelievably
white, though there were a lot of dead plants and few logs--probably due to the
flood. As we rest our tired mind and body bamboo chairs, a ring from a bell
caught my attention, like the ones from the ice cream vendors and it was so
ignorant to be surprised again. Of course, ice cream existed on that place.
Cagbalete wasn't so far from civilization, though I got easily scared
because of boat rides. They must be used to it, unlike me. I almost retracted
from buying pinipig flavored ice
cream because of its unbelievably high price. It actually was 25 pesos ̶ too
expensive for me. The frugal in me must take over. But I didn't know if it's
pity or what, we thought or Arra thought of it first what if we were in their
shoes, that we had to ride boat every day just to get items to sell and earn
something for a living. 'Okay.' My inner self at that time. I gave in and asked
the vendor to lower the price, and he did with just a 5 pesos discount. We tried
to persuade a little more, but there was no hope. That's it, we bought the ice
cream for 20 pesos ̶ I still regretted it though for quite some time, but I had
to move on and I did. During that time, Miss Clarissa finished the tent
prepping with the help of another woman. Though, we had this thought if it was
okay that we didn't help in preparing the tent. She sure looked like she had a
hard time, but it's too late to offer help that tent was ready for us to
indulge in it and rest. After cleansing our feet from muddy walkathon, we
decided to get back the lack of sleep we had due to the incorrect perception of
trips. Surely, Arra was able to sleep during the van ride, and I wasn't. My
head began to ache. I tried to eat it away with the food we bought from the
terminal and with the Stik-O brought
by Arra. They tasted divine for some reason but had no effect on me. Due to my
poor eyesight, I had to wear contact lenses during the whole trip. Arra
suggested to remove my lenses, so I could sleep nicely. I tried to sleep in a
tent, but it was hopeless. I set the alarm at 3 pm as told by my companion.
I woke up before 3 pm, I hadn't got any sleep. The pain was still there caused by lack of sleep and contact lenses. It's my eyes. Gya! It started to get on me and worst I felt bloated like I want to make a bowel movement, but there's none. Changing into our bathing outfit, averted my thoughts from the pain. We're on the beach and I didn't want to spoil this getaway for me, more so for Arra. I drastically buried the pain in the deepest part of my brain, somewhere that could make me feel numb even just for a while.
I woke up before 3 pm, I hadn't got any sleep. The pain was still there caused by lack of sleep and contact lenses. It's my eyes. Gya! It started to get on me and worst I felt bloated like I want to make a bowel movement, but there's none. Changing into our bathing outfit, averted my thoughts from the pain. We're on the beach and I didn't want to spoil this getaway for me, more so for Arra. I drastically buried the pain in the deepest part of my brain, somewhere that could make me feel numb even just for a while.
Photo shoots and video recording, then bathing in the sea. It's the fun and exciting part. Same thoughts of sea monsters rumbled my mind, but I couldn't care less. Bring it on, sea monsters! If there were any, thankfully, there wasn't even a single one. The sea was tastefully salty.
The night
fell. We're done fixing ourselves for a good night sleep I was looking forward
to. The water from the bathroom was pampering my skin with its cold
temperature, it felt refreshing. It was past 6 in the evening when the
excruciating pain from the headache returned. I couldn't sleep even if I wanted
to. Gya! Gya! Banging my head on a hard entity was already an option when my
mom called. That was a relief, talking to her made me fall to sleep. I was
thinking of going home that night, but it's not possible, no boat trips. We planned
to stay until the 30th since it was mentioned that we could stay there as long
as we want, but I was feeling so sick. I wanted to drink medicine, but there
was none and I was feeling lazy to ask someone. But as I talked to my mom, I've
mentioned that we would be home tomorrow. Arra was surprised when she heard
me--the situation could benefit her boyfriend also since he was complaining about on
the phone about the extension of our stay. Naturally, I fell asleep with the
freezing temp, thanks to my thick sweater jacket and Arra's blanket, I survived
the night.
Second
Day on the Cagbalete Island
I woke up
past 5 in the morning. I heard the snoozing alarm, but I was too lazy to get
up, not until Arra turned off the alarm and informed about the time. There was
a boat trip at 7:30 from Cagbalete to Mauban port and that was our target
departure, but time flew by so fast while enjoying the great sceneries in front
of us. My headache was gone, Arra was right, it because of the lack of sleep
and my eyes. I could have fun without feeling any pain. That was great! We ate
breakfast with what little food we had. Powdered milk courtesy of Arra, yes!
Thanks to her, a hundred times. I borrowed 2 mugs and asked for hot water from
Miss Clarissa, I was grateful she let me. Piyaya,
Stick-O, shingaling for our breakfast. Eating in a bar like felt we were
eating sumptuous food. Nothing beats the beauty of nature! We were full, though
we had eaten less. That's what it takes to be a traveler!
Change outfit for Arra, wearing the same bathing garments for me, photoshoots, slo-mo recording, sand play, sea dipping, too cold, so we just took a bath in the bathroom.
I asked Miss Clarissa beforehand
if there was a 1 pm trip, thankfully there was. I told her also that we wanted
to take the carabao ride since the muddy walkathon wouldn't be a practical
option to take. We were all glammed up and didn't want to spoil that. It was
already 11:30 am I was afraid we might miss the public transfer. 'Kuya', the driver of the caretela waited for fetching us the
second time around, the first was we weren't ready still prepping, especially
Arra. A family who left before and fixed their tent was actually waiting for
us--such a shame, but I reserved the carabao ride and I heard the parents
talking about walking to the other side of the island. They thought of making their
journey easier, I guess. The ride was a bit bumpy, caused by the unconstructed
road, but Nini or Minnie, not sure what his/her name was a gentle and obedient
carabao. I just didn't like how 'Kuya'
patted Nini's behind using a stick, it wasn't that hard though.
The boat
ride bound to Mauban Port was a free ride thanks to Miss Lani Fortunado, and
also the first boat should also be free since it was included in the tour
package, I think. There were only a few passengers in M/V Anthony, that's a
relief. We even spotted foreigners, so they were entranced by the beauty of
Cagbalete Island. The other foreigner was young as described by Arra. He was
with a girlfriend, a gorgeous one. The guy was quite handsome according to
Arra. So sad that he already had a girlfriend. Gya! High breed, that's what I
call them. The sailing was smooth, calm and getting a glimpse of a handsome was
beneficial and a feast to my eyes, though I couldn't clearly see his features,
his silhouette was enough to get my attention. The color and texture of his
skin, his body built, muscles construction, I guess those details were enough
evidence to prove his awesomeness. We returned safely at Mauban Port, rode a
tricycle, dropped off to a terminal, Van bound to Lucena Grand Terminal and
bought some 'pasalubong' like yema cake, cassava cake, and pinagong. Van bound
to Santa Rosa, Laguna. We took the Batangas route due to traffic in Laguna
route. It took us 4 hours before we arrived at Balibago Complex. That was a
long ride and it almost got the worst out of me. Inside the van was a jump pack
of passengers. I couldn't even stretch my legs, they felt numb. Music was the
perfect companion in a long ride. Thanks to Arra's iPod.
Ideal
transpo schedule...
From Laguna to Mauban, Quezon: VIA COMMUTE5:00 - 8:00 am - take any van bound to Lucena (3-4 hours; 150) then get off at Lucena Grand Terminal.
8:00 - 9:30 am - take an Ncr-rienton bus going to Mauban (1.5 hours; P54) and tell the driver to drop you off at the town of Mauban.
9:30 - 10:30 am - ride a tricycle (P10/head) and tell the driver to drop you off at Mauban Port for registration & boat transfers. This is where you have to pay the environmental fee which costs 50 pesos per person.
10:30 - 11:30 am - Public boat transfer costs 50 pesos. Only has two trips from Mauban Port to Cagbalete Island: 10:30 am and 4:30 pm. Be punctual or else you have to take a private boat transfer which costs much or wait long for the next public boat transfer.
11:30 am - 12:00 pm - Upon arrival at Cagbalete Island, you can walk going to Joven’s beach resort (30 minutes).
Happy that finally, my path as an author has kicked off at the last quarter of this year--better late, than never. So, I'm wrapping up my 2015 with these titles:
•The Awakening (Vengeance Series, Book #1) - A fantasy story finished under #StrangeLit Class. It's part of the #KillerSeasons bundle, available at Buqo.ph.
Blurb:
Cleo Harwite, a simple college student, is aiming for a normal life. A life where she and her family can eat a complete set of meal three times a day. A life to live through simplicity.
Everything is going according to her plan. Graduating on the 4th year of her college is her main objective and finding a job will be her next, but not until Eve appears in her consciousness.
Eve, according to Cleo's judgment, is her conscience. An annoying conscience who is continually teasing and nagging her. Her disposition has lost its equilibrium ever since her existence. She has brought chaos in her life. And just when Cleo thought that there won't be anyone, "AS IN NO ONE", who's more annoying and disturbing than Eve, another one appears. Ikeda Takada.
Ikeda Takada, a Japanese exchange student for a week, has found a way to infiltrate the supposed to be Cleo's "NORMAL LIFE". Aside from being an exchange student, he is a model / actor who is just starting his career in Hollywood. Why would a Hollywood celebrity like him want in a public university? That is insanely ridiculous from her point of view.
With all these chaos and disturbance directed towards Cleo, would she be able to keep her NORMAL LIFE intact?
•The Gung Ho Lady - A crime fiction story under #HeistClub Class, target release date is on January 2016.
Blurb:
Darkness is buried within the deepest part of her soul. A blurry past unceasingly haunts her passive and calm universe and her distorted mind is a burden she can't get over with. Involved in a murder case, will she be able to prove her innocence?
Margaux Dela Cruz has always viewed the world as a place for repentance. A place to pay the debt of sins, a place where humans pay the price of being alive. The price that can never be sufficed by anyone in this world and while praying for the permanency of her everlasting solitude, a man, a creature from another herd, appears and bedlam begins to ensue in her once placid life.
A story of Sins. Repentance. And Love.
•My Hopeless Case (Fangirling Series, Book #1) - A seven-chapter, short story during the #WriteBreakupSongsAbout prompt. It's a RomFan (romance, fantasy), available on Kobo, Smashwords, Amazon, and soon at Buqo.ph.
Blurb:There you have it, I've got three stories to offer bookworms/readers/everyone. I pray that I'll be able to write more stories for the years to come and share them with all of you. Thankful for all the people who have been part of this journey. Grateful to God for making everything possible. That's it--a meaningful and productive 2016 ahead of us! TGBTG!
Seal it with a kiss.
One of the weird instructions from the manual that is engraved on a rusty and old dagger that suddenly turns novel on a drop of a red liquid entity. It is strange, and Arian has no escape from it. She has been bombarded with strange things from the moment she has decided to sleep. Sleep with a dream that may last forever...
A short story for #WriteBreakupSongsAbout.
P.S.
Here's the first book of the Fangirling Series. It's a short, seven-chapter story for #WriteBreakupSongsAbout.
Seal it with a kiss.
One of the weird instructions from the manual that is engraved on a rusty and old dagger that suddenly turns novel on a drop of a red liquid entity. It is strange, and Arian has no escape from it. She has been bombarded with strange things from the moment she has decided to sleep. Sleep with a dream that may last forever…
Buy Links I Kobo I Smashwords I Amazon I Buqo soon... I
About the Author
Arlene Manocot is a Filipino author who writes fiction and poems. She writes in English and Filipino language with a fusion of fantasy, mystery, thriller, and romance. She is an avid fan of anime and manga.
She has a Bachelor’s Degree in Secondary Education Major in English and currently taking up her Master’s Degree.
Cover Reveal of The Hometown Hazard by Dawn Lanuza (also the author of ‘The Boyfriend Backtrack’)
Title: The Hometown Hazard
Genre: New Adult, Romance
Release date: January 29, 2016
Genre: New Adult, Romance
Release date: January 29, 2016
Synopsis
Jules Coronado has been away from her hometown for almost a decade but when an intruder breaks into her childhood home, she finds herself coming back. Changes evidently took place in her small town, including her childhood best friend’s younger brother, Kip – now tall, slightly scruffed, all grown up and caught climbing into their garden wall.
Kip Villamor has a mission and despite Jules’ doubts, they team up: going on field trips, tackling unsuspecting men, and trespassing offices to dig up dirt. But Jules has secrets of her own, one that might be exposed – unless she keeps her walls up. But climbing walls are Kip’s forte, remember?
Will her secrets keep her on his side, or will it force her to disappear again?
About the Author
Dawn Lanuza started writing stories when she was just a kid (they weren’t good or even finished). She works for the music industry by day and writes meet cutes and snappy comebacks by night. ‘The Boyfriend Backtrack’ is her first book. She currently lives with her family and an adopted dog.
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