Weekly Photo Challenge: Street Life



I think I should have used the sweep panorama function of my digital camera to neatly stitched them together but obviously I did not.

I was distracted with the funny antics of my cousins while they were shopping for souvenirs.

With my attention quickly directed at them [Seriously, I am nowhere near to having a short attention span disorder. 🙂 ] I can’t help but give in to some laughs and smiles with them. This is Caramoan’s town busy market. Not quite that busy eh? Their level of busy-ness is same to what my town has, since it is quaint and teeming with familiar faces for business and stall owners selling their own produce and other services that is in micro proportions,

this is the most kind of street life you will observe and see on this part of the province where I am from.


Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

An old dilapidated barely recognizable dock at the breakwater.

This caught my eyes before I straight off to the shore where the pump boats are waiting for us to take us back to the city. The brackish water is so calm that it reflected those pieces of wood left standing.

I can see small fishes swimming by the side of the concrete road where I am standing at. It glistens as the rays of sun break the surface of the water. I didn’t get the chance to photograph it since both of my shoulders are screaming stress from the tension of my backpack’s and duffel bag’s weights.


Truly the water’s calmness mirrored the whole scene. I am so fascinated at it that I can’t help but spend some few minutes just to take it all in even though the sun is blazing hot at eight in the morning. I went to this place for an occasion so I haven’t had the time to explore the whole of the coastal area.

This coastal town has this calming nature where you can take on a reflective mood. Forget anything about the rustle bustle of the urban life.

The town’s remoteness proved to have limited mobile network signal so forgetting your busy life would suit best this place.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned

It’s September 6, Friday.

I am here at Siruma. It is my first time here. A coastal town I used to hear from my Uncle and my friend-bro A and now I am here. Amazed. It is so quaint but has a lot of potential.

The sun’s just come up. We are on our way back to the convent when we chance upon this shed. As we come nearer to it, it’s not a shed, it’s a public market as what is painted on its roof.