Timing was everything. We had a solid plan to go camping in Talikud Island, but we rerouted to an overnight stay in Cavanico Il Mare Beach Resort. Tropical storm Vinta just made out plans completely not feasible. The night before our trip, an announcement came regarding the closure of the ports to Samal Island and Talikud Island due to the storm. The Samal Island ports opened by the morning, as the weather became calm. But the ports to Talikud Island remained closed.
We hurriedly checked the resorts in Samal Island sooner than we realized we had limited choices. Following the setback on barge transfers, there were many cancellations on the resorts thus the forced availability despite the raging holiday season.
Cavanico Il Mare was one of the newest resorts in the Island. However, they had a system of scheduling for a free ride to their resort from Samal Ferry Terminal. We missed the scheduled ride though and opted for a tricycle ride for 40 pesos per head or we could have ridden habal-habal for 50-pesos per head.
It was the first time the four of us, siblings, were able to spend time somewhere together after more than a decade. It was a huge deal for me, who had never been around most of the times.
We spent all the time we had in the island in the resort, which sported pools and a beach. The beach though, which was facing the city, was not worth the dip to say lightly. There were plastics and some other floating materials to the shore. Although the maintenance crews were regularly sweeping the area, the shore never seemed to have run out of junks. The pools nevertheless compensated what the beach lacked.
The foursome found ourselves enjoying the pool more and literally spent more time there than anywhere in the resort. We were stoked more in having ourselves being together and just having fun. It was one of those moments where the companions mattered more than the place itself. To say the least, we were able to align ourselves with one another and how we felt about certain stuffs as family as a whole. It might be one of the moments in my life where I’ve had so much clarity not only about myself but by how much I’ve actually missed in life by growing up away from my siblings.
It was an overwhelming trip for me. The one which I would never forget and hoped to have repeated once in a while.
Generally, I think that we had a marvellous time spent with each other. We might not have a lot but we had each other and that spoke volumes!
We might have hurdles in our trip but we, later on, knew that our little problem was nothing compared to the devastation and casualties left by the tropical storm. Numerous flights and trips from and to parts of Visayas and Mindanao were cancelled; several areas were flooded; and the records of casualties and missing persons were climbing. And this happened on the advent of the holidays!
On our way to Davao City via the barge, we saw huge smokes billowing from an establishment. It was the NCCC mall burning.