-Last Saturday I went to Antipolo in search of the place called "Cloud 9". It's a place where you can see Metro Manila from above. I don't have any idea on how to go there except from a little information i got from my uncle's friend. But the fact that I really don't know how to go ther is a big "uh oh!". EXCITING!!!wahahah!!! And the best part is I'll be only using a mountain bike to go there (now things are getting really cool).
I left Bacood (mah hood) at around 5PM. At first I didn't get a hard time to pedal (actually, I really lurve to ride the bike especially on long distance travels". I get more excited when I reached Marikina thinking that I'm halfway to my destination. So I just pedal and pedal not knowing that I've already passed by the landmark which is the 7/11 at Masinag. At first I don't want to admit to myself that I'm lost (maybe because I'm still seeing people).
Then I took a road that I thought was heading to my destination. It was starting to get dark then. Then I saw jeeps heading to Antipolo (it is posted on their windshields), and again, I thought they were heading to my destination. Then I started to doubt that I'm on the right "track", so I asked a vendor "saan po papuntang Cloud 9?" Then I followed the direction the woman taught me until I reached a dark road. I just proceeded 'cause I thought it's also part of the way (and thinking the woman really want me to be lost.wahahaha!!!)
Half an hour had past and I'm still trecking that dark road. That's the point I admitted to myself I am lost because I don't see anymore people; there were no houses nearby and the road is dark, reeeeally dark.
I just kept on pedalling 'til at last I saw a human(hehe). He's a guard. It came to my knowledge that the area is an exclusive village (what?! You call it an exclusive village? It looks more like Jurassic Park to me!) He asked me why I'm there so I tell him that I need to take some pics of Metro Manila at night from that view for our school (ok...I lied. Sorry Lord. :D). He didn't allow me to go anymore further 'cause he said it's not really safe there for me especially that I'm a stranger, only on a bike and so cute (joking only!!!) And manong Guard told me that a few days ago someone was stabbed somewhere in that village (now things are getting more cool), so he said it's better for me to turn back and go home.
Tired and exhausted, I decided to go home, I don't have anymore energy to continue my search of the place called "Cloud 9".
As I pedal back home (and of course I need to take that daaaark road again) something just started to run through my veins. I didn't felt this thing when i first passed that road but after I heard the "stabbing story" fear came to me. At first I'm afraid that I might see a ghost (ok, I admit that I'm freaking afraid of "moomoos".wahaha!!!) but my fear of ghost turns to fear of the living.
Fear just turns to joy when I saw the lights. It's being rescued from being buried trapped in a cave for a week or just 10 minutes. Welcome back to civilization!!!
But I still got one more problem, I'm so tired. It feels like my knees and legs were breaking apart. Even if I shift the gears to the lowest I really just can't pedal anymore. Actually, I'm already shouting in the middle of the highway. Something like this, "AYOKO NA!!!" But I really thank God that He gave me the strength and will to pedal back home. And there's no way I could stop pedalling because I don't have any money to ride a jeep.wahaha!!!
When I'm just a kilometer or two from home I felt the pain on my legs were gone. It seems like my legs were now immune of the pain.wahahah!!!
And at last I arrived home.MWAH!!!
I've learned a lot from this adventure. Maybe for some people my journey is a failure and a waste of time but for me not at all. i didn't reached Cloud 9 but the experience on the way is something that not everyone can experience everyday. And besides it's what I lurve!!! I really dreamed of an adventure of a lifetime.wahaha
The journey is really exhausting but worth it. I lurve to challenge myself, push myself to the limits; how much pain can my body take. And of course, to completely depend on God. I really thank God that He protected me during the journey. (THANK YOU SO MUCH, GOD!!! :D) I was also abled to practice one of my God-given gifts; "PATIENCE". It really took me a lot of patience to pedal back home.hahaha.
Inspite of my failed "personal mission" of taking pictures, tiring and painful journey I still have the smile on my face. I still felt satisfaction and contentment because God has been with me and protected me.
Watch out Cloud 9, I'll be back!!!wahahaha!!!!
"The LORD is my light and my salvation - whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life - of whom I shall be afraid?" -Psalms 27:1
