Virac Airport welcomed me with showers of rain. The topography instantly reminded me of the famed Chocolate Hills of Bohol. My feet instantly became soaky wet the moment I step on this island on the easternmost part of Bicol region. Wet and wild? But this won’t stop me from exploring this battered but blissful town.
I came here because of the article I read a year ago “Revealing Catanduanes,” the first photo (of the article) made me stoked (more on that on the 2nd part). Anyway, I immediately look for the terminal going to Puraran for the famous surf breaks.
Since rural towns like this, where people are so laid back, you have to extend patience, especially while waiting for the bus to leave. I just made myself busy during that 1.5hours of waiting. I went to the breakwater of the port (beside Sea Breeze, a popular nightly hangout for beer lovers). The weather was gloomy and the waves strong. I can even see the swells from where I am situated. The smell of the breeze is different from that of Manila and the boulevard is clean.
Two hours after my arrival, I now know why they call this province “The Land of the Howling Winds:”
- We experienced turbulence as we begin our descent (on board the airplane).
- The rain just stopped (temporarily) when we arrived.
- It rained 5 times on the first 3 hours of my stay. And more rains to come…
Well, I have to face the natural design that this island province is just blessed to have more rain showers compared to my home province, Laguna. This doesn’t bother the traveler in me, I don’t know but there is some bliss in the rain I cannot explain. Want another fact? I only saw a total of 4-hour of sunlight during my entire stay. MISADVENTURE? Let’s see, maybe another ADVENTURE you shouldn’t MIS…
***Catanduanes (Mis)Adventures is a 6-part series of blog posts of my jaunting in the easternmost part of the Bicol region, happened last January 7-10, 2011. Find out how this “series of misadventures” become a memorable one.