April 2014 – From Mindoro to Home

MindoroSince we’re nearing the end of July now, I think it’s appropriate that I finally put a fitting end to this Mindoro series, no? Rest assured that it’s not half-heartedly done, though – in any case, our last day and trip home were as equally inspiring to write about as the trip itself was.

MindoroMindoroBefore we go, though, here’s a peek at the place we stayed in when we impromptu decided to stay for another night. The resort cottages are simple, but livable, and as I mentioned in the last post, not for the luxury resort-loving kind.

MindoroImpromptu (okay, overusing this word now) father-and-son moment during breakfast. (By the way, something I learned during breakfast: second-day tuna simmered in honey and onions is DELISH.)

MindoroOn the way home, we encountered these people walking on the road – wait, what?! Is that blood?!

MindoroMindoroShoot. It is.

MindoroMindoroWe didn’t bother to ask as to what specific name this ritual goes by. All we gleaned was that it was their form of penance, where they flog themselves with sticks (of what material, I’m not clear) that’s not sharp, but makes them bleed after a period of time. Then, we would see some of them even take swigs from their favorite whisky bottle to help numb the pain. As my dad said, it’s quite a contradiction to their supposed penance!

MindoroMindoroWe took another long, scenic drive to Abra de Ilog, the port where we were to take the ship back home. Mindoro is big, so the drives are long; but with mountain ranges like these (they look more amazing in person!), you really won’t mind.

MindoroMindoroMindoroWe had a few hours to kill, and it was truly a beautiful sunny day, so we went to hang out by the ocean and take more pictures!

MindoroMindoroMindoroMindoroSeeing the waves beat again the rocks with increasing fury made my heart pitter-patter a bit higher than usual (cue the traumatizing Siargao waves), but there’s no denying the soft drama they lend to the pictures.

MindoroMindoroMindoroLet me tell you – the ocean breeze is really something else. Now it’s time to get on the ship home! Thank God, big boats help you not to feel the waves that much. The ocean & I might still be friends after all!

MindoroMindoroMindoroMindoroOne thing about long boat rides: if you’re with people you like and are comfortable with, finding things to do is never a problem. You hardly notice the time, even. Here, it’s mostly two things – conversations about everything, and taking more pictures!

MindoroMindoroMindoroMindoroMy being a neophyte kicked in again, though, as I realized that charging the camera battery is always a good idea at night. Good thing the Note 2 can take pretty decent pictures! We had a bit more fun after my camera died on me, making me regret it even more. Fun came in the forms of ship’s deck and captain’s room!

MindoroMindoroMindoroHere we all were at the captain’s control room. As you can see, kids, teenagers and adults alike were all gawking here.

MindoroMindoroOne highlight was definitely getting to try out the binoculars. It was amazing to see how crystal clear and sharp images were, even when super magnified!

MindoroMindoroMindoroThe ship used to be a Chinese ship (even the outside had white paint painted over the Chinese words), so there were still remnants of it left inside. Hmmm, this makes me think I can control the ship as well as the captains themselves! Kidding. 😀

MindoroMindoroMindoroMindoroTo the captains and crew of the ship, thank you for making our journey a safe and smooth one. 🙂 I felt particularly blessed to have seen this water trail before we went back down and ended our mini ship adventure. As usual, it’s more stunning in person. The way the azure blue waters contrasted with the white foam created by the ship’s rear, as well as how it creates a gradient where the two colours meet – it’s as if you could expect the sea to part like the Red Sea at any moment. Thank you, Lord, for reminding me that Your greatness is manifested even in the little things. 🙂



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