When We Crash

"You've never ridden a motorbike in these parts if you haven't fallen." He scoffed.

This is the product of no planning and not thinking things through. We didn't know where we were going or how to get there. All we had with us was a hand-drawn map of the area and varying accounts of distance:

"Lapit lang 'yun! 45 minutes!"

"Naku, malayo. Abot kayong 2 oras."

"Bale, mga 1 oras papunta dun."

We shrugged our shoulders and said why not. All we knew was we had to get out of town and go to the beach.

So not thinking things through, we woke up late, rented a bike and went off up and down the unpaved, dusty, gravelly roads of Busuanga.

We could still see the effects Yolanda everywhere.

We passed by houses in the middle of nowhere that had satellite tv.

People warned us that the roads could be treacherous, especially if you're not used to driving a motorbike. True enough, we hit some loose soil and the front wheel slid out of control. We were trapped under the bike. Ow. Ow.

We mis-timed the brakes. A bloody mess.

We spent the next hour alternating biking and hiking. All the while, we wished we brought our mountain bikes with us. We missed being in control and keeping our balance. Of being able to read the road, and knowing how to navigate through unpaved roads, while feeling your heart pound like crazy and feel your sweat endlessly drip, instead of being helpless prisoners to this motorized... thing.



Unspoiled. All to ourselves.

A much needed trip to an unspoiled beach in the middle of nowhere was cut short because we tended to our wounds.

Lunch of pineapple and Tanduay.

This is pineapple and Tanduay. At first, the Tanduay stung. Then it numbed us. Later on, we became bolder because of it.



We passed by the hill where we fell. Over and over, we shook our heads at our stupidity.

In the end, we came out with more scars on our legs than we would've liked. The next day we woke up with our legs hurting horribly, our wounds still bleeding, which left us hobbling like old ladies.

Stupidity will take you places, but it's a painful way of getting there.