Trekking

In my previous post, I've talked about our first trek this summer. Now, this post is dedicated to our second trek. Part two, baby! The journey in this trek was longer. The first trek was more exhausting though, because the mountain's altitude was higher. Still, this trek caused me days of muscle cramps. Poor thighs and legs.

We did this trek not only out of fun, but because we wanted to go to the neighbor town. Yes, we trekked from one town to another. That's why it took us a lot of time to arrive at our destination. Trekking is strenuous, but exciting and fulfilling. It's fulfilling because we've come a long and hard way just to get to the top of the mountain. When you're there, standing on top, gasping for air, looking down to what you've conquered - that's victory. Trekking is like our life's journey to reach our dreams.

P.S. Together with my classmates, I've conquered Osmeña peak (the highest peak of Cebu) when I was in 2nd year college. Thanks to our Sociology teacher. That was a great achievement despite all my rants and ramblings along the way. I still could not conceive how I was able to reach the peak, because it was really high and I was dead tired, but I did. Happy!

Mountains and Forests

Nature is my only solace when the modern world runs at a very fast pace. In the rat race of life, my world takes a rest every time I daze upon the untouched beauty of God's creation. The green environment consoles the hasty pounding of my heart and mind. I am an elemental person who cares for our Mother Earth. Thus, trekking is a great adventure or sport that actually helps me to be one with nature. Trekking also opens my view that Mother Nature is naturally beautiful, and that we have to take care of our environment.

When we were young, my cousins, siblings, and I would climb mountains in the province. It was how we play. We enjoy climbing mountains and entering forests. We did trekking way before we knew the word. Survivor was how we called our mountain activities, based on the reality TV show. Now that we're are all grown ups, trekking is how we call our adventure, because it is indeed trekking.

This summer, we did trekking, again. We missed trekking. It's been years since we last did trekking together. That's why we trekked twice this summer. Not only did I enjoy trekking, I also enjoyed the quality time spent with my relatives who I rarely see.

One lazy, boring summer afternoon, we had nothing to do so I jumped off the couch and suggested trekking. They excitedly concurred with my decision so off we went. Oh! It was an uphill struggle, but when we reached the peak of the mountain, the scenery overwhelmed us. It was beautiful. The bountiful nature was serene, and we felt it. The world is beautiful, so let us love it.

Summer Nostalgia

I've always been vocal about my intense love for summer. Summer is my favorite part of the year. First off, I get a 2-month break from school. Freedom! Second, I get to enjoy the wonderful beaches and mountains, and I get to travel a lot to different places. Adventure! Lastly, I get to spend time with my family, relatives, and friends. Happiness! All these jam-packed in one great summer moment.

However, all these delight stops when I go back to urbanity. Nostalgia slowly creeps into me and gradually transforms my joyous emotions into sad, longing ones. When summer comes to its end, I start to miss the activities I do and the people I spend time with. All these would just become memories that can make me happy and sad at the same time. At this moment, fresh summer memories bring pensive yearning to my soul. This wistfulness is honestly because of the important and special persons who I can only interact and hang out with during summer. Being far away from these people is disheartening. Distance matters. It's actually a big deal for me.

I know this nostalgia will diminish in time. These are are just fleeting emotions. Give me time, and I will forget. Give me time, and reminiscing these memories would not be painful, anymore. Give me time, and these memories will make me smile. Just give me time.