Lately, Ive been to an island.
It's a beautiful island; white sands and all. But what made it extra special is that unidentified sentimental connection-like the feeling of being home. I felt safe which is a rare feeling for places that Ive only visited once. I fell in love with it instantly.
On the first day, I got toasted right at the moment AND I didnt care. No one could say no to the water.
So there, I went wandering. It (the resort we were staying) has creepy cave-like spots but I find it even more interesting. I wasnt able to take a look on the first day cause it was high tide but the next morning, I went early and visited it again. I was like going for a treasure hunting only that there were no actual treasure. Hahaha
The second day, we went cave hopping. I dont know what to expect, bats maybe? And then I found myself inside admiring the wonderful creation of the Mighty hands. It rocks! Like literally. he he he
I got to ride in horse, too. I was scared as hell but then Im lucky the horse ( Bobby) was a good dude.
Coming here gave me the realization of how much I want to travel. How I want to find out more.
I want more.
And I am greatly thankful for discovering a new passion I will soon pursue.
Coming here gave me the realization of how much I want to travel. How I want to find out more.
I want more.
And I am greatly thankful for discovering a new passion I will soon pursue.