“And feigning interest over vapid sceneries never seduced me. Because I think travel is far too raw and honest of an experience, that faking pleasure will always be out of the equation.”JIl DIAMANTE
Bolinao, Pangasinan | Philippines
We were crammed in a van. Bound to the last stop of the day. Drained. And it wasn’t the exhilarating exhaustion that I’m typically accustomed to when I travel. Not the one with leftover bliss painted across my face as I drift to a rewarding neck-pain induced sleep. Either in a cramped car or rickety train. Regardless.
Stifled a short sigh.
Perhaps, because I was never a willing fan of rigidly organized tours? Nor anything that deprives me of control over my time. And feigning interest over vapid sceneries never seduced me. Because I think travel is far too raw and honest of an experience for me that faking pleasure will always be out of the equation.
The van screeched to a stop and saved me from my fallible thoughts.
It was a moment of relief as my body was oozing globes of sweat from the wretchedly hot and lethargic afternoon.
I needed air.
So, I immediately got out of the van and headed to our room. Only to find out we’ll be sharing it with a group of strangers. There were four of us. But two unacquainted couples who were likewise taken aback by the lack of privacy stood in the corner. They were obviously figuring out which side of the room seemed less revealing.
Or so my perverse mind thought.
Jokes aside. I didn’t let another hiccup in logistics sour my mood. I’ve done my fair share of traveling to get that little mishap out of my mind in a snap and not damp our whole trip.
Memories over matter.
We decided to go out instead and bask in the late afternoon warmth that still lingered faintly in our skin. We took photos, laughed, tumbled a few times as our feet felt the weight of the sand seeping through our toes. Climbed up sand made hills decored by crooked bodies of unrecognizable trees.
As the sun went down, we played one of our oldest games in the book. Standing, water in mid-waist level, resisting those playful tides. In vain.
I’m afraid of the sea, yes. But in search of escape, I gladly embraced those waves.
12 thoughts on “In Search of Quick Escape”
You look amazing in this suit! So chic!
Thank you, babe! 🙂
Totally love these photos! I can’t wait to travel again
Hope you stay healthy and safe
Likewise! Missing the outdoors! 🙂
Keep safe babe!
Oh great photos and what a wonderful spot to shoot! love this, thanks for posting!
Thank you Allie! 🙂
amazing photos and lovely words!
Life is a Shoe
Thank you Celyn! 🙂
I looove this suit- it looks amazing on you!
Le Stylo Rouge
These photos are stunning, and you write so beautifully! I’m looking forward to traveling again one day xx
Thanks Diana! I appreciate it!
And yes, may we resume traveling soon!