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> can'T geT enougH of AnawanGin
Author: aLmich
This special place has been inviting more and more visitors. Most of them are to view all of my Charice Pempengco’s entries or because of my Anawangin posts. I have received negative comments from people who had bad experiences of the place but I guess our group understood that the place [having P150 only as entrance fee] promised nothing of the regular beach resort convenience [that means : no lifeguard, no concrete establishments, no bars, no hotel accomodation, etc ]. And since there are more pictures I’d like to post, here’s another one.
Aside from my Sagada trip wherein cellphone signal dies down around 10pm [their curfew time], I can’t believe that I spent two days and one night in a place devoid of any necessities [and what more, conveniences] offered by the modern world. And damn, I do declare: Lou, Ryan, Beto, Ivan, Joanne and Mia will forever be my friends and that Anawangin Cove was LOVELY. Sure, I had my little dramas “I miss my bed, I want a massage, I want flushing toilets and a proper shower, I want fried chicken, I want a chocolate milkshake, I want to go back home and blog, I miss blogging moments, but all in all, we fared pretty well.
Oh no, that’s an understatement. If there’s anything we learned about ourselves this escapade, it’s that surviving in the wilderness on a remote island [with no electricity, no running water, no cellular reception, and no fresh-off-the-deep-fryer KFC chicken] skills? we have them and we have an Ivan and Joanne to guide us through. And I shit you not when I say we had to gather wood for fire [eventhough we have butane burners]. As Lou said, while we were dragging the firewood from the beach back to our tents: How primitive. I shit you not, too, when I say that it took all of us to cook a pot of rice. Everyone was there lying and waiting for our food to be ready for devouring.
Anawangin Cove is, hands down, one of the most beautiful beaches I’ve ever been to. The landscape is amazing and something I’ve never seen before [probably because I tend to stick to tried-and-tested vacation destinations]: mountains, a gorgeous beach, pine trees, a river, a lake, foliage, chickens [seriously, chickens at a beach??], and the clearest moonlit night sky. It all sounds cheesy until you get there, so shut up, asshole.
Unfortunately, everyone had the brilliant idea of going there the same weekend as us. The place was substantially peopled, not really much to our annoyance [because we’re not that greedy and we particularly embraced the idea of sharing two toilets with strangers ], but it was an all right crowd. I guess. It’s not like we had a choice.
It is also worth saying that although we had with us several bottles of alcohol and one drunken master and a drama princesito, this camping trip earns the Most Sober Fun I’ve Ever Had My Whole OWC Life award. Two thumbs up! Manood kayo!
And yes! That coconuter written on the sand was inspired by the coconuter himself.
