I clung to a man as we rode on the motorcycle.  Sun streamed on the edges of every foliage that left them glowing in amber.  The wind brought a distinct scent. The tarmac road bent, leading to a sharp curve.  There's a growing gentle chanting of cicadas and my instinct, in all its clarity, knew this is home. 

This was a recurring dream from my childhood that made me travel the world.

Cafe Cebuano takes "chilling overlooking the beach" to a whole new level. Lose yourself, lounge on a rattan chair and soak up on the shore-side view of Pescador Island in Moalboal, Cebu. Sip your favorite choice of beverage. One fresh coconut, please.  Ah! Life is sweet!

TGIF. Wordless post. 

Photo taken from Cafe Cebuano, Panagsama Beach,  

Moalboal, Cebu, Philippines

Happy Weekend!

Love & light, 

Arni

" You can never visit the same place twice. Each time it's a different story. By the very act of coming back, you wipe what came before." - Maureen Johnson

One might be quick to assume that visiting the same place three different times will paint the same picture.

I daresay nope, not really.

I think each place we visit changes. It depends on who we are with, the season, the circumstances, the moods we are in and the experiences we have created.