After a scenic ride that felt like a postcard coming to life—palm trees blurring past the windows, rice fields stretching like lullabies, and the occasional dog claiming the middle of the road—we finally arrived in Moalboal at around 2:30 PM.

The sun was at its peak, casting everything in a golden haze. Our energy? Admittedly low. But our spirits? Still high, like sun-warmed kites floating above exhaustion.

We didn’t have grand plans for the first few hours. We just wanted to be somewhere gentle. Somewhere that felt like an exhale. And that’s exactly what we found.

🍴 Dinner with a View

As golden hour slowly crept in, we headed to Pescador View Resort for our first meal—and in hindsight, it was more than just dinner. It was a soft welcome. A reminder that the simplest moments, when done with care, can be the most nourishing.

The staff greeted us with warmth—not the overly rehearsed kind, but the sincere, provincial kind. The kind that feels like, “You’re home here, even just for a little while.” There was no rush, no hustle. Just quiet, barefoot hospitality.

We ordered comfort food that tasted like home:

🍗 Chicken and Pork Barbecue
🔥 Sizzling Pork, still popping on the plate
🍜 Pancit Canton—because no Filipino trip is complete without it

🧾 Prices: Around ₱250–₱300+ per dish
🥤 Soft drinks (12oz): ₱27

The food was simple but satisfying. Affordable, flavorful, and—most importantly—served in a space where the ocean was our dinner music and the breeze our silent prayer.perfect for a group craving comfort food with a twist of ocean breeze.

Then came the sunset.

I’ve seen many in my life. But there was something about this one that felt… stilling. The way the sky shifted from amber to blush. The way the sea began to mirror the light like it was holding something sacred. The way we all, unknowingly, slowed down.

I didn’t realize how much I needed that pause.
How long I’ve been moving from one to-do list to another.
How I’ve been holding my breath waiting for a break, and then almost missing it when it finally arrived.

That sunset whispered:
You don’t have to earn rest with exhaustion. You can simply arrive.
You are allowed to soften without breaking. You are allowed to enjoy without guilt.

🌴 A peaceful reset from the hustle

✨ Soul searching (charott, but actually true)

🌊 Quiet reflection

🌊 Shorelines, Solitude & Soul-Searching

Pescador View Resort offers more than just food and view—it offers access to the beach itself. A quiet shoreline where the water is clear enough to see fish darting like silver threads and corals waiting like forgotten treasures.

We didn’t snorkel that day, but we dipped our toes in and let the sea do its magic.

There’s something about beaches like this that remind you how small you are in the most comforting way.
Like the world doesn’t need you to be everything.
Like you can just… be.

You don’t need to post.
You don’t need to perform.
You don’t need to fix anyone or prove anything.

You just need to sit. Breathe. Watch the waves. Let the salt air do its quiet healing.

And maybe laugh. Because yes, even reflection can come with a little charott.

That evening didn’t come with fireworks or fanfare.
No bucket-list checks or adrenaline highs.

Just sand on our feet. Salt in our hair. Bellies full. Hearts steadier.

And honestly? That was enough.

Because sometimes the best part of traveling isn’t the adventure.
It’s the arrival.
It’s the moment you realize you’ve finally stepped out of survival mode and into something slower. Softer. Lighter.

That night, Moalboal didn’t just feed us.
It reminded us of the beauty of stillness.
Of showing up, not just physically, but emotionally—to where you are.

It was day one, and already, something inside me felt more at peace.

More stories (and sunsets) soon,
– Anj 🌞