Why I Travel Early

We were very excited to take on the Hudyaka 2012 invitation. 1.] It was a festival of the whole ZaNorte province — all the cities and municipalities in one festive dance of merriment, 2.] another excuse to be on the road, and 3.] we really wanted to try out the new Iligan City – Oroquieta City ocean fast ferry.

Oroquieta City is where my mom hailed from, and when I told her I’d be off to Dipolog and will be trying out the new route, she was excited for me. After all, it means lesser travel time for us during visits to her hometown. And my grandparents death anniversary is around the corner, she may want to take this route herself.

Reschedule it or have it cancelled totally and get a refund. — we did not have the luxury of time!

Here are the reasons why I travel early:
..and if you decide to join me in my trips, you would not wonder my my biological clock is set every 4-5AM for my everyday wake up call.

Force majeure is a chance occurrence in which neither party has any control — an event described in legal terms as Act of God, and with that, it is hard to point at anyone for the blame. And sometimes, there’s nothing else that you could do when the voice from overhead speaker announces a late arrival of your plane. So I always put a considerable grace period and leave the itinerary lose for the transit day.

There are less vehicles on the road and pretty much a smooth ride — a moving vehicle heightens up my excitement! <– redundant! IKR?! But that’s exactly my point. Because it means I’m getting somewhere.  And beating the commuters is my top priority. I’ve been pushed through a bus window to save seats during my preteen days during hectic travel times when my mom would take us back to her hometown a lot of times. I think I have had enough of that. And I do not think it is a pretty sight for a 20-something year old female to climb into a bus through it’s window. Hmmmm.. (Actually considering) I think, I could still make that work. LOL! 

My rule of the thumb when I travel by myself — is get there by the earliest possible time I could, with daylight. Navigating around to find a  decent place to stay in the evening is pretty difficult. You might end up taking an accommodation just because it was the first, and closest thing you could find. And because I want to go around a place before calling it a day, maybe catch the sunset  there that would be good for my whole trip.

Early Birds Always Gets a Solo Chirping Act.
LOL! I do not know if that made sense. It’s just that I feel like there’s too much to do than waste it on sleep. As long as I have a good 4-5H sleep, I am good to go the next morning. Actually 4H is already a luxury for me. Waking up early, I get to do things on my own or with a few other people who feels the same way. I have never regretted waking up early, but I did, more than a few times, for staying in late.

So prior to purchasing the tickets, I had to air something out.  If I had my way of things, I would have preferred traveling early, even it meant early wake up call, and more time on the road. That got me a title from travel buddies, Jam & Xy-Za — I was a slave driver. LOL! I beg to differ. I guess, it’s because I look at travel like life itself — I only get one chance at it. I would never know when I get to do another adventure on the road. So, I use what I could, and stretch it out like a pizzaioli would with a pizza dough — to develop the gluten in the dough (???), and to achieve desired size. Let’s just stick to what is desired, I guess.