a trip to remember

deceptive calm , belying the huge waves that crash on the concrete dike on amlan port. while the rest of the ports cancelled their trips, maayo shiping lines had already two round trips by noon with the 130 trip endangered of being cancelled. thankfully, it was only delayed by 30 minutes but the hour which followed it took almost an eternity to complete. being tossed and turned would be an apt adjective for it. the seesaw motion made a lot sick. i thought i was braver than the rest, until i found myself gripping the edge of my seat everytime i see us (the barge) on the crest of a huge wave. because when that happens, the cargo part of the ship (that is before us) slams down on the through of the next wave, causing the hull to shudder for several seconds. we took the waves head on as the barge that went before us went past the southernmost part of cebu.

this was truly a trip to remember. it started with a wrong information, about ceres passing the city at 340. it resulted to forgoing with sleep lest i miss the trip. it was a very cold morning. donning a sweatshirt wasnt enough i had to take a trip back home and grab another jacket to keep from shivering. it wasnt a good sign but i turned a blind eye and deaf ears.

after waiting an hout and a half in canlaon only did the konduktor announced that lite ferry cancelled their trips and began to refund our tickets. i needed to go so if going to dumaguete is the only way, so be it. the 5-hour drive was not anticipated, but a means to an end.

sumilon as seen from the santander coastal road behind the ceres fogged window

duolos is back, and i finally got a picture with it. it wasnt a busy night