It was such a life changing experience so I decided to share my thoughts with you.
I never expected the turnaround of events. Before I stepped out of the metal floor of the bus, the thought of falling off the mountain still lingers. I was so afraid that I even had to seriously ask myself to fart all the ideas out. When we started walking, a.k.a. trekking, the idea began to fade. Seeing the vast greens and the peaceful surroundings even made me want to stay there forever. After a long exhaustive walk, which I thought was already the way up the mountain, I became more and more excited to take beautiful pictures at the peak. The trip up Mt. Manalmon is undeniably one of the most heart-stopping activities I had ever engaged myself to in my whole life. I was so careful not to slip because one wrong move might lead mo to the land of the dead so I balanced, trusted myself and my teammates. All the struggles and frights were nothing compared to the worth of the beauty we have all seen. The experience was later on sprinkled with the river trekking, river crossing, river swimming, and caving extravaganza. I never even thought that I would allow myself to swim with my shoes on and while my period is still flowing hard. Despite it all, those little factors never hindered me from actually making the most of our escapade. As a matter of fact, the cherry on top would be the moment when I even crossed the tight rope and jumped off it into a 12-feet deep water. It was beyond what I had imagined myself to do because the last time I checked; my friends were not even able to force me to try the pool slide. This shows that the experience has allowed me to go out of my cocoon and allow myself to fly, quite literally, so that I can appreciate more the beauty of life. For that, I could say, it is and will always be one the best outdoor trips I have ever been to.
xoxo,
Jeanne
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