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Arrived at San Juan, La Union at exactly 9:00 am. Just left my bag at the reception and headed straight to the beach. I can hear the waves calling me. I can feel the warm summer breeze. I can feel again. I'm in love again. I just can't believe that I did it. I'm here standing still mesmerized by the rhythmic percussion of the waves on the sand. My heart did that little flipping thing as I watch the surfers. This is it! I'm gonna do this. Next thing I know I was following this guy and I believe he is leading me to one of the surfing instructors. There I met Kuya Jericho one of the coolest surfing instructor. He thought me the basics of surfing. Parts of the surf board, how to stand/ gain balance, and all the safety precautions before hitting the waves. He says " Ma'am, are you ready?". And just like that I can hear my heart pounding so loud. I cant believe how addictive excitement can be. And so I answered and said "I was born ready!&quo

Been waiting for hours I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg from the other,then finally the clock strikes 2:00, I logged out of my computer, grabbed my backpack and went straight to the lobby. I have no time to waste. I’ve been planning this for months and finally here I am again taking on another solo adventure. The anticipation is killing me, as I wait for the car that will take me to the bus station. Minutes later it finally arrived. I jump right in, greeted the driver.   He started a small conversation by asking me “ Are you going home to your province ?” I answered “ No, just for vacation ”. “ Are you on your own ma’am or meeting someone else ?” He says.  And my response was “ No Kuya, I’m on my own. I travel solo .” I saw him gaze at me from the rear-view mirror and I smiled. The silence filled the air for a while then he started a conversation again. “ You’re very brave ma’am to be traveling solo, not everyon