PUG-OS BEACH, CABUGAO, iLOCOS SUR, PiNAS
Pug-Os beach, Cabugao, iLocos Sur.
Where i was born.
I still remember each stone... exactLy where they are.
Even if I haven't been there for half my life.
I would spend lazy afternoons here.
Right after schooL, this is where you wouLd find me.
I'd start removing my uniform as soon as I get off the schooL jeep.
We would snorkel or dive.
In the afternoon, it was customary to heLp the fisherman pull their catch with the net.
You would see the sand turn into saLt by the wives of fishmongers.
The white sand would bury your feet at each wave.
Even at night, I would feel safe sLeeping in the cove.
***sigh at my saLad days***
Front of the beach haus.
SmeLLs sinfuLLy deLicious,
feeLs great even when hot.
iD give everything to have my chiLdhood beach back.
Like it used to look....
Cleaner, less crowded, & more exotic.