I would readily scale muddy trails.
You could talk me into packing my bag for a minute or two to spend the weekend at the tail of Cebu.
To sleep on the beach or camp in the woods.
But I’d hesitate to go to that touristy park only a jeepney ride away.
Yes – me and my issues with the familiar.
But what I discovered is: the places you so often refuse to explore could surprise you in ways. Perhaps it is the poor initial expectation? It was a Saturday and I finally conceded to the idea of going to Taoist Temple. I found a good laag buddy: a time traveler.