To reach La Union, Sheila and I decided to take an overnight bus. Sheila’s mother graciously dropped us off at the bus station at around 1 o’clock in the morning where we would take the 2 a.m. bus. While waiting in the bus terminal with about an hour to kill, Sheila took out her camera and began taking pictures. Oddly, as we were viewing the pictures that she had just taken, we noticed a creepy white guy in the background, who, with no shame, had been looking directly into the camera. What a weirdo.
And then it began . . .
It was around 9 o’clock in the morning when the bus driver turned around and hollered that we had arrived at our stop. So we grabbed our things and exited onto the pavement before the bus quickly drove away. There was a sign off to the side of the road that read, “Surfing Area: San Juan Beach.” And Sheila, not one to pass up an opportunity to take a picture, directed me to stand near it.
Sheila reserved a room for us at Lola Nanny’s Surf Retreat, located in front of San Juan beach. The accommodation was relatively inexpensive, had air-con, a large bed, a hot shower, and, most importantly, it was clean. After a nap, a shower, and some lunch, we enjoyed our day by walking and relaxing along the beach.
San Juan beach isn’t the most impressive beach that I’ve seen during my travels, but it’s pleasant enough to spend a few days here and relax. Sheila and I enjoyed a few drinks and snacks at Lola Nanny’s restaurant which overlooks the beach as we waited for the sun to set. And the ensuing conversations were ever so stimulating.
As the sun was beginning to set, Sheila and I returned to the beach and enjoyed the view.