A Walk To Remember

         
              Rocky road, hilly paths, dark caves, eery sounds, tiring journey. That's what one freshman can say after a long trip to Bulabog Putian National Park, Dingle. I am no longer a freshman, though I still want to. But, what made me post another blog is because I was totally bored so I scanned through my files in our laptop. Yes, I found these pics in one of my folders. Okay, going back to the main topic. the field trip was indeed exhausting. My joints were like giving up and my bones were sort of breaking down. A lot of us were compllaining while in the middle of the walk. After entering three dark caves, each one grabbed her own seat and immediately took out her lunch. We were all starving to the max! I really can't tell exactly, but I think we've walked around two to three kilometers or maybe more than that. But, out of the flat-floor-longing sessions we had, we still enjoyed, I know we did. After having our lunch, we (some of my friends and I) played this "Truth Or Dare" game with a twist ( one that, I believe, is funnier and more enjoying than that of the original). 


And ofcourse, as usual, upon reaching the bus, everybody (most) slept. Well, I am not one of them. I was noisy at first. But when I found out that my partner beside fell asleep, my co-noise makers also fell asleep, and the rest were doing their own businesses, I started to calm down ( I just calmed down, not slept) and ate my extra snacks. And then, there I found out that my tennis shoe got broken.

Now, are you wondering why I entitled this blog post, "A Walk To Remember"? It is because as I was walking to and fro, I felt that everything was a dream. I can't believe that I have reached the place. In fact, I don't even know why I can't believe that that was happening. The ground looked so rocky but with green weeds thingy as if there used to be water flowing down the pathway. The temperature there was different compared to the city. My classmates looked different, they acted different to me. I am sure that they didn't know what I was feeling because I didn't bother to tell them about it. Until now, I felt like it was a dream. 


Thus I call it a walk to remember, an experience never to forget, a story that I should tell to any whose interested. And I believe that the students who will soon visit the place will suely enjoy it there.