(This is no travel guide. So, go away.)
Let me photograph you in this light in case it is the last time that we might be exactly like we were before we realize. We were sad of getting old; it made us restless. It was just like the movie. It was just like a song. Adelle’s words came haunting me while we’re feasting the food prepared for Girl’s birthday. When we were young. And to double the injury, there was our former grade three tutee now senior high student singing that nostalgic and heartbreaking song. When we were young, huh?
We recently went to Baybay City to visit Badeth. It’s amazing how things eventually change in such a short span of time, right? Back then, we were traveling with friends; now, we’re traveling to visit a friend. Four years ago, we came to Baybay with wild dreams and grand travel plans. Now, our priorities changed, and those plans (vanished into thin air) were converted into something worth channeling our energies into. Ending our travel pact, was after all, for the better.
When Badeth flew to Malaysia, I felt lost. There goes someone who led me to the path of traveling then left me on my own on two diverging roads. When Wilma and Agustine got married, the roads became more unclear. But the world of travel and adventure is so massive, so dynamic, so interconnected. Instead of isolating myself and sulking in frustration, I’ve met other people on the roads that led me to greater heights, unimaginable destinations, and deeper sense of wander.
When I look at it right now, such stumbling block was actually a turning point for life to keep going. While the idea of ‘always traveling with friends’ has worked for some, probability wise, it won’t for most. And it’s fine. Because no matter what angle you look at it, traveling is always a leisure not everyone can afford because of various reasons. And for that, I’ll be forever grateful for these people for all the opportunities we had back then (and in the times to come). I couldn’t imagine any better picture of us in an alternative universe – a festive lunch at Pedros’ Café with Wilma and Agustine taking care of baby Amarise, Badeth preparing for a new school year in the public school, Debby exploring other pastures in Australia, and me getting married… in another life. HAHAHA.
So this my friends (and readers, as if) is what friendship looks like as you age. Each one of us may have moved to other physical and social geographies, but know that real friendship transcends through time and space.