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)”