we settled our things in the rooms we rented, and unmindful of the drizzle that's turning into a heavy rain, wearing our uniform with our packed lunch and gears, we paced the shore like a marching band with lots of curious eyes going our way. as we reached the cemented street going to the trail, the sound of waves crushing on the shore was overpowered by raindrops racing from the sky. our steps are now faster, and so are the rain...
lakad, lakad, lakad... hanggang marating namin ang kubo ng isang ale na nauna pang mangumusta kung ayos lang ba ang pag-akyat namin. habang nagpapahinga kami at sabay na ring hinihintay ang mga sweeper (ito yung mga nasa hulihan, sa madaling salita, yung mababagal hehehe), nakita ko na mababait ang mga tao dito, sanay sa mga umaakyat kumbaga at kung makipagkwentuhan ay parang dun ka lang sa kabilang kanto nakatira. pinaunahan na rin kami na hindi magandang magsummit ngayon dahil napaka-dulas at "maraming tubig sa itaas".