I switched cars with Yang so Trina (my car) was in hibernation at the Park & Fly for a week. Meanwhile, I drove the Bitch (Yang's car, not her).
We drove up on Friday night and reached Patio Beach in Pundaquit, Zamables at around 1AM. This was our jump-off point to Anawangin Cove which is about 20 minutes away by motorboat. Other than the fact that we were all on the verge of dozing off, it was pitch dark when we arrived so there was nothing we could make out of our surroundings.
That morning, we woke up to this gorgeous sight:
No, I did not mean me, you dummy! I meant those hills around me! Heheh.
We awakened to such breathtaking view that I was half-tempted to stay in the resort and not go anywhere else. However, such a beautiful sunrise held the promise of greater things to come for that day - enough motivation to get my butt out of bed and board the banca to Anawangin. The boat ride was smooth thanks to the early morning calm. Traversing the waters near the coastline, we came face to face with the majestic hills that seemed to carelessly tumble into the sea. I silently mumbled to myself "Ang ganda pala ng Pilipinas". Thankfully, before I could utter any more corny musings to myself, Anawangin Cove came into view.
From afar, it seemed like the beach was deserted but once we reached the shore, I realized that the place was abuzz with people, mostly campers. There were tents and mats everywhere and everyone was just lying around and being lazy. The atmosphere was light and hazy, everyone seemed to be in high spirits and there was this inexplicable calm in the air that I had to fight off the urge to randomly say "Peace, man!" with a silly grin pasted on my face. "This is probably how Woodstock felt like", I thought. Now I'm not sure if anyone was smoking pot that day but one can never be too sure, especially in the company of campers. My friends and I took posession of a picnic table, which you get for free with the Php 50 fee, and strung a hammock between two trees. However, sleeping was the last thing on our minds since we came here for only one thing: The Beach!
Overcrowded beaches don't do a thing for me so when I saw this, the opening notes of Moby's Porcelain started playing in my head. I fell in love.
I've been dying to go back to Pagudpud since I went there 4 years ago but Anawangin, which is a study of the atypical - with out-of-place pine trees and browning hills made even more otherworldly by the ensuing drought, definitely holds its own charm!
We started back for Pundaquit at around 5:30 that afternoon, just in time to catch the sunset as we disembarked from the same small boat that brought us to Anawangin that morning. Once more were beheld by a breathtaking vista:
Not me, you fool! The sunset!!! Heheh.
