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Imperfect
 A Whisper from my soul
All things that humans do are all charged to their faults.
God made our mind to control anything and made our heart to balance everything.
But what really lies from that existence depends on one's self.
What you do in your life depends on your strength and courage.
One beginning, different plot, one end; that's the real story of life.
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Journal: Byaheng Norte
Monday, November 23, 2015
12:43:00 PM
 I have been fortunate enough to embark on numerous journeys in recent years, and one particular destination that captured my heart was Bohol. I will share my adventures in Bohol in another post, as there is so much to tell. My trip to Ilocos was a part of my birthday celebration, and I was accompanied by my closest friends. Despite not considering myself a travel enthusiast, there is something about traveling that brings me an indescribable joy. Even though I despise long journeys, once I reach my destination, all the fatigue from the trip vanishes. That's one of the things I appreciate about traveling—the peace of mind it brings. For me, traveling provides escapism, distraction, and relief—rewards that are truly invaluable. We all seek escapism from time to time, don't we? We yearn to momentarily forget about our problems, and that's precisely what I experience when I travel. Upon our arrival in Vigan, Ilocos Sur, our first stop was St. Paul's Metropolitan Cathedral, where I expressed my gratitude to God for our safe journey. For breakfast, we indulged in one of the delicacies of the Ilocanos—the sinanglao. It is reminiscent of sinigang, but with beef innards and the distinct flavor of kamias.  Another aspect of Ilocos that captivated me was its beaches. Although Zambales, where I grew up, also boasts a coastal region, I must admit that the beaches in Ilocos surpassed those of my hometown. The waves were gentle, and the sands were silky and fine. As for my next travel destination, I am contemplating where to go this summer. Labels: ilocos, journey, soul searching, travel, vigan |