Often, I just pick an entry point and go. That is the most important thing, isn’t it? I may do most things wrong, but if I have any remote sense of a shining quality, if at all, it is that I allow my feet to take me places. Sounds adventurous, I know, but do not be fooled. The main driving force is laziness.
This summer, I knew I wanted to see whale sharks. From there, down the rabbit hole we go. More often than not, I get away with it okay.
On this afternoon, I find an old town square near Tanaw-an. Classic Cebu. Ruins, old church, a museum, the coast.
I feel good. Bouncing back from my whale shark riding accident. The world is not in flames.
Now it is all a matter of moving forward.