“You’re 29? You look young!” Avri said upon learning my age, his eyes wide open from disbelief. “Oh thank you!” I replied. “I get that a lot!” and then we laughed.
The day we took on Northern Cebu is the day we said goodbye to the familiar routes of the south. It is the same day that we opened the mobile app Waze to heed the gods of technology and GPS for travelling assistance because our unpolished Bisaya will not do. We have been too familiar with the south, it’s time to see the north.
The sun can be vile at the peak of the day in this small island off the coast of Leyte. The white sand heartily bounces the light off, making those sunglasses useful. The coconut trees offer patches of haven, under them, tents are erected and beach beds are positioned.