If my life could be a song, it'd be Plumb's Real, which starts off with "Look at me, twenty-three, beautiful sight to see tonight." Which is, incidentally, my age last year. But the lyrics still apply. Do I get life half the time? I don't. I'm just struggling to get by. In the meantime, I write, I read, I observe. This journal is what it feels like.
Went with my client to Taal. And, being a mountaineer/hiker, we weren't content to sit at the traditional viewing deck to take pictures of one of the smallest volcanoes in the world. Nope. We had to take the Real Experience: we went to the lake, crossed to the island, and trekked the 2km (?) it takes to get to the lip of the crater and look at the volcano.
Yes folks. Kitt the Geek and Bookworm actually took a small backpack to walk up Taal. I'm sure for a guy who's scaled the mountains of the West Coast (in winter no less), I was a complete washout for getting nervous about a 30-degree incline. For two kilometers, which is insignificant for what he's used to.
But, we had a great time, considering. I wanted to do it too, because I wanted to know what my physical limit was if I had zero preparation (physical and mental) and nothing on me but sheer willpower and stubbornness. I got quite far, I think. There was a point there where I succumbed and took a horse the rest of the way up (the last five minutes?). At that point the incline was somewhat daunting. I have no doubt I could've made it if we took breaks and whatnot - if the guide hadn't been playing devil's advocate and asking me if I wanted to (Dammit) take the horse already. It wasn't a matter of being able to move the last hundred meters. It'd be a matter of clumsiness and I'd be tripping or scraping my knee somewhere if I continued.
We had lunch at Sonya's Garden. Everything organic and mostly vegetable. Set menu (no more thinking!) and set food rate. Easy to compute, and no thinking required. Lots of veggies, and a great salad!
Me and Ryan (aka "the client" - part of my new job as Client Services). That's a fairly accurate representation of his height and mine. He's taller by a foot (gah). Six-three to my (comparatively) hobbit-sized five-three. As you can see, it's hard to frame this shot for sheer height difference. :)