The plan of going to the beach last weekend would have not materialized if sempai jepoy did not insist coming over. I wasn't exactly sure how we ended up arguing over the matter but anyway, he got me saying ok even how strongly I would have wanted to cling to my words. Sigh. I'm not so good keeping to my decision. Anyway, it's not always as bad as it gets. I guess I just know when to eat my words and when to stick with it. Or do I?

I was incharge to look for a resort since it was my hometown they'll be visiting. When I thought about which beach to go I wasn't thinking of them. I was thinking for myself. I was also sort of in need of a get-away place for a moment and i wanted somewhere peaceful and quiet.

We finally went to Biga. It was far and few people visit the place compared to the other much developed nearby resorts.It was truly a wonderful place. Nature-lovers would appreciate every single detail of the place. It was like allowing yourself to be one with nature which was always a great experience.

The sea went calm under the sunset. It grew so quiet I could virtually hear silence. It was louder than our voices which were easily drowned to the sensation of the sea. It made me feel so at peace I wasn't sure if I was consciously staring into space and at the same time watching the calmness of the sea. I felt myself floating with so much lightness in my heart. It was what I needed.  

The drops of rain creating crystals on the surface of the sea were something to behold It was grand. Breathtaking. I knew it. It was really totally beautiful. There were lightnings and thunders too. For the first time, it did not frighten me but made me love it for that short grand moment. We own the place –just the nine of us. And it was so nice to share such experience with them –with my friends.  I couldn't see very clearly with the raindrops over my face, wishing for a second to spare my face from the falling raindrops to have a perfect view of everything around me. I wanted to see and capture everything that I was allowed to experience. But I knew well that I saw more. I became one of the crystals, part of the sea, a fraction of lightning, the sound of thunder, a portion of the rocks, a particle of the sand and one of the fish clinging onto the rocks. God continue to surprise and leave me starstruck with all these beautiful things. 

That night we built a bon fire which didn't last for too long since the rain left the firewoods wet. But it made a good substitute when electricity went out for a short moment. No one regarded the brown-out. I never would have mind if it the electricity didn't return until the next morning. I was too inlove with the moment to care.

We appreciate our food which weshared together. We had fruits too–watermelon, papaya, pineapple. The next morning we went boating. There was something sweet and romantic about it even under the heat of the sun especially if the men do the paddling for you. I came to realize that even the bright sun can be as much romantic as the sweet moonlight.

The waves, most of all, got me.I challenged the waves and it played along with my pretense bravery. The waves had fun too pushing and pulling us to and from almost near the shore. It was my favorite. When the waves splash and hit me one after the other without a moment to wipe your face with the splashes of water and make you hold your breath for a while. There was some sort of teasing in it. I know the waves liked it too and gave us awonderful time out there.Then came the momenere tired and exhuasted, I know, jus was. I just hope that they enjoyed their stay here just I did too.