It's been 2 days since we left Manila, the last leg of our week-long Luzon trip yet I still find myself in the state of nostalgia. I will never regret that trip despite the bruises that I got from sand boarding and 4x4 sand dunes experience, sun burn from trekking, pimples from constant exposure to dust and other pollutants, and many more. Besides, the good side of the trip still outweigh the bad ones.
My back still aches for carrying that 10-kilo luggage, the bruises are still very visible, and I still have the sun-kissed color but nevertheless, the experiences that we had, the people that we met, the renewed friendship and trust within ourselves are enough to compensate for all of them.
Right now, I'm still adjusting back to my daily routine. It isn't easy. Many times of the day, I find myself reminiscing of the times we got lost, had fun, and just lived at the present.
I should be writing an article right now for work but my mind wanders on my next travel destinations: Bacolod, Mati perhaps for surfing, CDO-Bukidnon, and Palawan. Oh dear, please tell me I haven't been bitten by the travel bug! :)