There is a certain kind of joy in traveling, especially traveling roads you’ve never traveled on before. A framed Robert Frost poem — The Road Not Taken — is a fixture in my grandmother’s house. Whether she mindlessly or intentionally placed that frame in her house, I don’t know. But one thing I do know — that poem has been my inspiration in the many things I do and the decisions I made in life. And I am pretty sure, that poem has also influenced the lives of my siblings and cousins.
Because I can’t get enough of the interiors and decor at Bunzie’s Cove, here are some more photos of the place — in reds, yellows, and oranges.
While I enjoy looking at explosion of colors and prints, I don’t want to live in so many of them, and prefer to see neutrals at home. Here are some neutrals at Bunzie’s Cove that I think will look good in my apartment.
I was going to write that there was nothing spectacular about Tabogon. But I took a deep breathe because that was a lie. The town is just like any other small town in the Philippines — sleepy. But just like any other town in the Philippines, Tabogon has hidden jewels. The beauty of the town lies in the every day life — the simplicity, the early night time. Another beauty is the resort called Bunzie’s Cove.