Take away the colors and what have you got? Throw in the film grains and what remain? Feels like the seventees, you may say, but that precisely is what you may feel in Isla Capones de Zambales. Your basically devoid of anything - electricity, fast food, malls or anything like that - just like the golden old times.
I can still vividly remember the trip because it was not one of the easiest. What was supposed to be a 30minute boat ride turned into a couple of hours because of an approaching typhoon.
A plan of sleeping underneath the stars turned-out to be a night of cramping into a wet tent as strong winds playfully.. err, forcefully play with us.
And in the morning, we could only watch strong waves splash on the stony shores. There goes the swimming part and what a time also to not bring a wake or a surf board.
But it's not all epic fail (pardon the term), because we were able to see the island on a different kind of mood - gloomy skies, wet grass, endless streams and slippery rocks among others.
And explore the island we did, although limited by the bad weather and slippery paths but adventurous neverthheless.
And more importantly, that was the first time I have joined a travel blogger/buddy that would become a friend even outside the trips.
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Take away the colors and what have you got? Throw in the film grains and what remain? Feels like the seventees, you may say, but that precisely is what you may feel in Isla Capones de Zambales. Your basically devoid of anything - electricity, fast food, malls or anything like that - just like the golden old times.
I can still vividly remember the trip because it was not one of the easiest. What was supposed to be a 30minute boat ride turned into a couple of hours because of an approaching typhoon.
A plan of sleeping underneath the stars turned-out to be a night of cramping into a wet tent as strong winds playfully.. err, forcefully play with us.
And in the morning, we could only watch strong waves splash on the stony shores. There goes the swimming part and what a time also to not bring a wake or a surf board.
But it's not all epic fail (pardon the term), because we were able to see the island on a different kind of mood - gloomy skies, wet grass, endless streams and slippery rocks among others.
And explore the island we did, although limited by the bad weather and slippery paths but adventurous neverthheless.
And more importantly, that was the first time I have joined a travel blogger/buddy that would become a friend even outside the trips.
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Happy 11.11.11 Lawstude. There is something enchanting about the photos. Maybe its the tone.
ReplyDeleteeven in sepia, the place still looks breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteWhat a terrific capture, Oman! And regardless of the sepia it is indeed breathtaking! Hope you have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteSylvia
Its like golden old days picture like the 70's... it made the pictures classic.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Ian, parang 70's classic nga yung mga shots.
ReplyDeleteremains to be one of my favorite and memorable island
ReplyDeleteback to basics - not really a bad thing. we have to experience getting unplugged once in a while.
ReplyDeleteI recently went on a solitary trip to Zambales. After a night in Anawangin, we attempted to visit Capones and Camara. But all the attempts failed because of the unforgiving waves. We couldn't dock on the shore. But after having read your story about it, I am considering of giving it another try.
ReplyDeleteandami mo palang scary boat experiences... hehe
ReplyDeletedi pa ako nkkpunta dito... ganda ng pictures khet walang color... :D
ReplyDeleteLove this!!!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to go there next year!
The Beast is a place and the social decay which emerges. The Anti-Christ is the bullshit.
ReplyDeleteThe Anti-Christ is the positioning, whether enforcing the historical perception of the Holocaust, refusing to acknolowdge the existance/capability of Artificial Intelligence or the clone host fakes who infest society's upper eschelons, those who the gods use to enforce the BigLie which compells people to incurr evil through temptation.
Everyone "going along" is part of the problem. Ironically, this may be where you "earn" your place in the Apocalypse and your "consolation prize".
This is the REAL battle of good and evil. Take it or leave it.
Sex is a temptation that the gods used throughout history among the grossly disfavored but more inclusively in this day and age.
Relegated to the most disfavored in milenia past (Italian hedonism, etc) now their patriarchal positioning was used in the modern era to spread this midset throughout the Western world. Instead of experiencing decency as we did by marriage at 15 instead the men's disfavor has run roughshot, and their sexual impulses have defined the enviornment for everyone, including the females. To belong the females must sink to their level, ensuring a declining level of favor for everyone and a stagnant population, unable to progress forward.
We see this frequently in the black community. Without the controls experienced by slavery and the KKK the people get out of control due to their morbid disfavor, and the result is dead 3 year-old children in drive-by shootings and 10 year-old prostitutes. The same has occurred with the males in Western societies, for they have similar abject disfavor which, left unchecked, develops into socially destructive behavior.
Many tactics were used to achieve the decline we realized as we slipped away from sexual decency, but the effective result was deterioration down to the level of OUR blacks, the Italians, ironically. Free to blame them, minimizing culpability incurred, the gods are punishing the people, and we need to abate the desstructive behavior which has dragged us individually and collectively towards the edge of the abyss.
The decayed state of society is a result of the female's failures to maintain control over the men, and the resulting inevitable Apocalypse will be their fault.