The next day started with a disappointment.
We woke up at around 2 or 3 am and drove to a dark and misty uphill road. From the photos we saw online, the mountain we were heading to was known for its magnificent sunrise view. I wondered about how the driver was able to navigate the steep hill with low visibility.
Jeremie and I sat in the front seat and had a conversation with the driver. Other than the tours, he said that he had his own bee farm. We talked about their culture, beliefs, and way of life. He says that they practice animism and believe that spirits roam among us.
When we reached the top, we saw a couple of other vans parked. This was disappointment number one. We thought we had the place to ourselves, but someone had already arrived and started a bonfire.
The place suddenly felt too crowded as soon as more vans arrived. It was getting really hard to move without bumping into people.
Disappointment number two came when we realized there was no sunrise. It was too cloudy. I bet we weren’t the only ones disappointed.
Our next destination was in an orange farm known for orange-picking. Unfortunately for us, they ran out of oranges for people to pick. Great.
Nothing seems to be going our way, so we decided to drop by a restaurant for breakfast.
Afterward, it was time for a 2-hour morning hike.
No sweat. We started like this and ended like fish-out-of-water.
We learned our lesson the other day and got a guide from the information booth.
Wait for me guys! I think I might get an award for being the slowest trekker. I have this fear of heights and this theory that my clumsiness will eventually kill me. Seriously dumb ways to die.
We reached the waterfalls. We didn’t swim though. We just looked at the crowd and headed back up.
It was exhausting and sweltering, but we survived the hike.