Have you ever been to a place that felt like something out of a dream?
Last week, I have. It’s my second time visiting the beautiful group of islands off the coast of Carles and Estancia, collectively known as Islas de Gigantes or Islands of Giants. The group of islands are almost an hour or more from the coast of the two towns, which gave me a lot of time to think about life and the meaning of our existence, but let’s not talk about that now. The matter at hand are the little islands we’ve visited in all their sunny, white beach glory.
Prepare yourselves for pseudo-artsy and touristy photos ahead as I had so much time and fun editing the photos a few nights ago.
The Bantigue Sandbar can be seen in the middle of the photo surrounded by nothing but deep blue waters.
Despite the gloomy weather and a little bit of rain, Cabugao Island never lost its charm. Lost a lot of sun time though so I was not able to take plenty of photos on other islands because of bad lighting (and my bad photography ~skills~).
Before planning your trip to the islands, make sure you read travel blogs and have enough information to guide you in planning your itinerary. If you wish to go island-hopping–which is the meat of any Islas de Gigantes adventure–know the best times to visit certain islands so they get the chance to flaunt what Mother Nature gave them. Some are more enchanting during the high tide while others look like perfect travel postcard photos during the low tide.
Moving on, look at how touristy my family (sans brother dearest) is.
My mom, who does not like sunny days and beaches very much, keeping her tourist game strong while wearing a ‘More Fun at Subic Ocean Adventures’ shirt.
Would you look at that color gradient.
Hi, Rik! The waves enjoyed playing with you that fine morning!
When somebody mentions Islas de Gigantes, a mental image of the Tangke Saltwater Lagoon usually pops up. Unfortunately, we visited at low tide so the water was not very clear and it felt silly swimming in water that was around four feet deep. Nonetheless, the place was beautiful. Watch out for monkeys! They might show up if they find you cute. 🙂
Yep, life jackets can be pretty handy in waist-deep water. You can never tell! Besides, moms know best.
Salty seawater in her eyes. Shhh, no tears. Only dreams now.
Time was not on our side that day since we had to go back to the city before it got too dark to drive, so we ended the trip quite early. I don’t mind going back for a third or fourth time though.
Maybe next time, I could go back to the islands with Deneb and have someone on the beach to hold hands with while walking. Maybe then, I would also have decent photos of me instead of the awful selfies I took during the trip that never made their way into this post because they were, well, awful!
2016 is a few hours away and I resolve to travel more and see the world with my own eyes, instead of double-tapping other people’s travel photos on Instagram or pressing the googly-eyed emoticon on Facebook every time someone shares an album of well-documented, well-filtered, poetically-captioned photos of their adventures on beaches, mountains, foreign countries, and the moon. I’ve always dreamed of being a traveler instead of just being a tourist. To end this post the way I end my reaction papers in school, according to Proust, the mystery is not about traveling to new places, but about looking with new eyes.