There is a hideway that I always go to when I get the chance, usually during summer breaks, sem breaks, Christmas breaks, even long weekends. It's a beach resourt tucked in a faraway barrio in Batangas, next to an overrated resort with imported white sand, dead corals and a depleted fish population. My hideaway is nothing like Bora or Palawan, but the people, the sea, and the memories I made there with friends and lover make it a paradise for me and BF.
I discovered it in 2004 when my mountain climbing org held its beachineering adventure there. Back then, the place looked nothing like a resort. It was simply a beachfront property with a shore big enough to accommodate around 10 tents. Since then, that beachfront patch has always been like a second home.
In the summer of 2005, I organized a beach vacation there for my law-school friends (Machie, who is now a happy wife and mother; Trisha, who just left law school to try working; Jam, who is now in Singapore; Haydee, a childhood friend; Paul, whom I don't want to talk about; and Ronald, who is now my Be).
The picture, which was taken by Ronald, shows me in that memorable outing, with a case of stale beer sitting behind me. Suffice it to say that it was one of those moments that "sealed the deal" between Ronald and me, because we fell hard shortly after.
These photos, taken by paparazzi Haydee using her cell phone, captured some unguarded moments between me and now-BF. The first one shows me and him watching the big jellyfishes with small fishes swimming in their bellies. The second one shows us rejoining the pack from the stolen moment, with me drinking a glass of stale beer.
BF and I have gone back to that hideaway a lot of times since, each time we make it a point to think back on previous memories and make some more.
Here are some more photos from my beach hideaway...
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