Our hike to Lake Bensis (fondly called as Pingganon Lake) began with curiosity. What’s in there? What’s on top of that mountain? What awaits for us on the other side? Had it not been for curiosity, many discoveries and explorations wouldn’t have come to fruition. And without curious minds who ask questions and defy odds, we would have to continue believing the truths that have been long deceiving us.
I am an addict. The ecstasy brought by being on higher grounds creates a tingling sensation to my system. The solvent, that envelopes my senses,
“Blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures.” I’ve always consider myself blessed in almost all aspects of life – except for Music. HAHA.
“That night when the moon was full and the cold wind sent shiver to lonely souls, a woman was holding dearly to her husband
My dear hikers, climbers, mountaineers, travelers, explorers, or whatever shoe you’d like to fit in, I’m glad that a number of you have finally taken
“I should’ve given it to you before; but I was just scared. The thing is I’m not scared anymore. You know what I mean?” -Rapunzel