I told you before I will share with you more of my trip to the beautiful Island of Bohol. After the boring conference around 3pm, me and my friends went sightseeing and looked for something good to capture. But fate is not with us that time. My camera is out of battery, Jeon's camera is suffering from its regular not-functioning-mode, and his friend's camera is not equipped with an SD Card and our cards will not fit in it because its a different platform.
Sadly, theres nothing we can do but just go back to the airport and wait for the flight back to Cebu. As we were on our way, we notice something different. We notice we were going the wrong way! Oh my God! We're lost. Its a very remote area, and one thing I hate about it is that theres no vehicle on sight. We were standing in the middle of a four-line intersection road, and is choosing which path to take. Its already 5pm when we reach a small village and smiles began to appear on our faces.
To our surprise, none of the people we asked about the right way to the airport can talk Tagalog or English. Luckily there is one girl who looks a bit modern, maybe a student from the city who approached us and told us the right direction.
Woo, a sigh of relief. The lone tricycle in the vicinity took us to the highway and there we found a taxi that led us to the airport. That's really one adventure I will never forget. A tiring one, but generally I can say it was fun. Sometimes you need to be lost to be able to know that indeed we don't know all things.
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