Ever since I went to El Nido before my 18th birthday, I promised myself I’d go out of Cebu every January as a way of celebrating the conclusion of another year lived. Before I turned 19, I found myself alone in Kuala Lumpur for almost a week in an attempt to prove to myself that I could travel without company, and I could do it well. That trip was the turning point of my life, and it knocked down walls that kept me from exploring the full potential of being a traveler.
This year, I thought I would have to skip my newly-formed tradition, but as fate would have it, the data my thesis partner and I collected in the city yielded disappointing results, so we decided to try again in her hometown – Ormoc. My stay wasn’t really for vacation, but I had a wonderful time just the same.
What a time to be 20!
“What is that place called?” I asked Maly – my thesis partner and the vegan friend I mentioned in my past posts. “Totoy-totoy mountain,” she answered. I thought she was pulling my leg, but she pointed at the peak of the hill and motioned at the two tips. “It kind of looks like a nipple,” was her explanation.
Thank you very much to the Yap-Larrazabal family for their hospitality 🙂