Mount Batulao. I’m Alive.

Over the weekend, I packed my things and put my cap on to brave one of the Philippines’ mountains — Mount Batulao in Batangas.


While I could tell you the deets such as where exactly it is located and how exactly to get there, I wouldn’t. Partly because this post isn’t meant to be the typical travel post, and partly because I’m too lazy to Google-verify the specifics. Also, I’m an am-I-lost kind of person, so whatever I say in regard to directions is most likely to put your life in danger. What made me say so? Before getting on the bus that will take us to the province, I had a “brainstorming” sesh with my two friends as to which seat would keep us away from the sun’s direction. Long story short, because they believed my rationale, we ended up sitting exactly where the sun was. I know, I deserved a standing ovation for that, but no biggie. (Haha)

Okay, so I’m not an outdoor-sy kind of person. If any, I despise anything that requires me to take a bath. It was a very long drive towards the province, so I basically spent 50% of my energy for the day just tossing and turning in my seat while silently cursing the damn traffic and heat.

However (of course, this part is required), my day turned around when we arrived at the jump-off. It was quite a long walk just heading towards the actual foot of the trail, and it was noon when we started (12nn), so aside from the sandy trail, we also faced the challenge of not sweating our lives away before reaching the summit.


The walk towards the goal is pretty challenging. The trail is kinda tricky because the actual path required us to walk on a line, else we would fall off the cliff on either side. We met some hikers along the way, and it was kinda warming to be greeted with “Magandang buhay, ingat po!” (“Have a good life/day, take care!”).


The only way you can know is give it all you have; And I hope that you don’t suffer, but take the pain.

It was through this hike that I came to know how much I can really depend on myself when it comes to death-defying situations. I managed to not ask for lots of help from our guide, I think, just about enough times especially those parts of the trail where we had to tiptoe because it’s steep and just a foot-wide.


Hope when the moment comes, you’ll say, “I, I did it all.”

I also realised how trusting I can be to people I don’t know. And it’s a good feeling, you know — that I-trust-you feeling. I felt like the world is kind, and for a moment, I forgot those times that made me have trust issues.

halo-halo at mount batulao rest-stop

Hope that you spend your days, but they all add up; And when that sun goes down, hope you raise your cup.

I felt like building a house on top of the mountains. It was so invigorating to be at the presence of nature. It was humbling to realise that I am but a speck of breathing life form in this planet.

peak-view before the summit

Hope that I can witness all your joy and all your pain; But until my moment comes, I’ll say, “I, I did it all.”

It felt good to be alive after almost tripping down the side of the trail. It felt good to be in the company of good friends.

sunset at mount batulao

I owned every second that this world could give, I saw so many places, the things that I did..

With every broken bone, I swear I lived. 🙂