Right before four in the afternoon as we got back from island hopping, Manlawi island dried up. It left us a desert of wet sand.
We set up our tents under the diminishing heat of the day. Sunset was just a commercial; it was a quick descent.
First day of November, All Saints’ Day. It is mandatory to come home. There is a family reunion whether you’re alive or not. And the carnival – who would want to miss the awesome carnival in the evening?
I hitched from Quezon City to Cavite City in my brother’s car. With the booze from last night still kicking in, I snapped away even with the glass window coating in between the camera and the moving world.