Things started looking up when we had breakfast at Bay-ler View. No, it wasn't the longganisa we ordered which the waiter said was comparable to Jollibee's ('cause that's exactly what I would want to eat and pay P120 for it while vacationing at the beach!). It was Sabang beach and the Sierra Madre mountain range as its backdrop. I would have been such a difficult fool if even that couldn't pick me up (Je ne suis pas difficile, mes amis!).
To show you that the trip indeed turned out happy, I will stop being emo and tell you about the fun stuff we did in my next post.
For now, let me tell you that at the end of the trip, I was grateful that things didn't go the way they were supposed to. I was pleased for the last minute additions to our group. I was happy that we left Baler early Monday morning instead of Sunday afternoon because that bought us more surfing time. And 'til now, I find myself grinning like an idiot when I remember the conversation (mostly making stories up about people really) on our sleepless last night in Baler which was spent playing cards (okay, I admit, I was mostly losing).
I don't remember what made me smile like a fool here. I must have remembered a funny incident from before. That or my instructor was tickling my feet.
Before leaving Baler, I realized two things:
1. It's not the amount of planning or the number of tourist spots you cross off the list that makes the trip perfect, it's the people you're with and the random, amusing circumstances you get into. The place is just there to provide context to make the crazy things you'd do and the banter possible.
2. I suck at card games.
