Solo Flight: Journey to San Pablo City (January 19, 2019)

Clockwise: Lakeside view. | Photo oppotunity outside of the very intimate Rono’s Place. | That’s my room on the top floor of Ang Tahanan ni Aling Meding.

A first for everything

Over the last two or three years, my friends and I have gone on several day trips to San Pablo City–the farthest point that I have ever driven down south.  On each of those road trips, I was always the one behind the wheel with my friends usually handling the navigational duties.

Armed then with the ever reliable Goggle maps, a confidence-building group presence, and (much needed) good conversation—we hardly felt any of those three-hour trips[i].

However, today’s narrative was quite different with me going on it solo and I’d be lying if I told you that I wasn’t the least bit concerned[ii].

But I managed, powered through, and arrived in San Pablo unscathed at about 3:20 pm. Continue reading “Solo Flight: Journey to San Pablo City (January 19, 2019)”