Check Bohol for the CHOCOLATE HILLS!


Chocolate Hills-Carmen, Bohol

“Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.” ~Anita Desai~

The ferry ride from Cebu to Bohol and the 200+ steps stairs that I climbed to get a better view of the Chocolate hills were truly worth it. I have to say it because the ferry ride gave me jitters and two in a row were too much for me. Trekking at the Tarsier’s  conservatory is another and having lunch afloat a restaurant that got us around Loboc river.

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I made it!

The hills when I turned around the vast landscape at 360 degrees was breath taking! Not because I climbed without resting except for a few pauses when I wanted to take pictures of the hills from different angles. I kept on climbing and climbing, I was actually secretly counting it! ahaha! Catching my breath and when I reached the top? The view took my breath away… It was so amazing!

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God’s gift… earth and sky…

I have been dreaming to see them even as a child as the teacher asked us to enumerate the list of natural wonders of the Philippines. The Chocolate hills is what I clearly remember along the Banaue rice terraces, Maria Cristina falls and the Mayon volcano. As child, the chocolates literally tickled my imaginations.

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More than 1,200 conical hills…
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They came up with several tales out of these hills…
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Imagine living in front of them..

I am so grateful that I am just meters away from them. We can actually go near them via scooters which are for rent. However, seeing them from the top is indeed enough for me to revel in its’ grandeur.

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Breath-taking…
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This one with trees drying up, resembles the color of chocolates.
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I just wish I took more photos but it rained…

So this is what local and foreign alike are gushing about. Truly considered as one of the country’s pride. I have read endless connotations about this natural wonder and I hope that the local government will exercise all measures to preserve this gift. Apart from its vivid shades comes out bright greens and terra cottas and created a transcendent panorama where visual sights and sounds of someones’ heartbeat coincide. There were a lot of muffled moments from the three of us and even from the other tourists probably we are all running out of words to describe the magnificence verbally. Staring at them in all admiration. Hubby even captured us not blinking.

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Speechless.. We are beside each other and we weren’t even talking..
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Oooops!
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Tatty.. short for “tatay”..
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Father and son..

I have to thank him for his determination to bring us to this experience. True enough, the beauty of nature nurtures the soul.

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-An only daughter. A mother of an 18 year old son. Passionate with so many things. A lover of life itself. First of which is to write. Then, sing (I specifically love the stage), read, cook, travel & take beautiful pictures (photography) and scrap booking, all of which are my own way of coping with life's challenges. Friends usually associate me with the color violet. I love this color so much! Though, I love pink, red, teal, orange, yellow, blue as well! Coffee is my water and my happy food is cheesecake topped w/ blueberries, yogurt, sansrival and cream puff. I mastered fettuccine carbonara because that is one of my favorite food as well, along w/ broccoli, prawns and mushrooms. Secretly, I love "Stitch" - that grinning indigo pup. =) Seriously, I dream to become a philanthropist (starting off by providing shelter to street children in our country) and a famous author someday. I'm just waiting for God's time for my first book to be published.- It took me years to decide to blog, more so to write and have it out in the open. As I used to write even when I was a teenager, and I just keep them on file. It was my outlet. Approaching the year they say where life begins, or If I may say, the sweeter life. It was a year full of emotions. As I lost my father a year before and I guess in one way or another, the unfathomable sadness prompted me to pour them out in my writings and share them to the world, hoping it might lighten the heaviness of my heart. I live now with my son and mother, as a mother and as a daughter (as a friend and a sister), this has made me be ready to finally do what I am meant to do. Even If there's a lot that I wanted to do. This came first, like a first love that occupied a special place in my heart. It's a looong process, tiring, frustrating, exciting. The best part? is the happiness it brings. Even if things around seems all so wrong. It's like having my own place under the sun. My own safe and happy rainbowed world. At times, there's guilt as well, for I strongly believe, writing (like singing) is a talent God has gifted us. We ought to use it and maximize it, in our littlest way, share it to mankind, for His glory. I just had a few distractions over the years and to realize that it is never too late to be who we ought to be, I have this very strong feeling, now is the time. All my life, I have decided on things that made me happy, this is one of those. I may never be a winner of those best blogs that have been awarded to talented writers/ bloggers and I don't mind, there are strikes of being envious, but according to my father, there are two kinds of being envy. There's envy that is so negative, it'll hamper you from doing good and there's an envy that makes you happy for them, or seeing yourself in their shoes, I think, the kind of envy in me, is the latter. Like celebrities who missed an Oscar, while the film was watched by the whole world, she/he did not mind, it's like knowing what counts best, and it's the capacity to share your talents to anyone who wants to receive it, without asking anything in return. Expressing what's in my heart and mind on every occasion (which happens to be daily) and being happy about it is like a prize already. Happy reading!(--,)

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