My heart belongs to MATI
Sa MATI ko siya natagpuan..... I met him in Mati. It was God's perfect timing that Glevee and I were not able to fly that Sunday.... ...the story... Very early in the morning Glevee and I were set for a three hour ride to Mati. When we arrived kuya-i-forgot-his name brought us to the airport. The Mati airport was for the Marcos but it was closed then years after it was reopened for recreational flying. This I learned from kuya buddy, one of the mechanics in Mindanao Saga Flying club. Also, you have to have a reservation before flying. We met kuya tico, the captain and told us that we can't fly that day and suggested we go back the next day. Glevee and I decided to stay in Mati. kuya motor driver brought us to Amihan, the beach resort for surfing. I fell in love with the beach that moment. The feeling of seeing people surfing, some even flying was exhilirating! While we were walking by the seashore, Lim approached us with tito Harry and suggested we stay in surfer...