It's been a year already since my alter-ego Babsie and I went to the Prayer Mountain in Antipolo. It was ineed one of the most unforgettable trips that I will definitely cherish, not just because I had some bonding moments with my alter -ego(who is now in Singapore) but because of the serenity and beauty of the place.
It was Friday eveneing and Babsie (out of nowhere) asked me to go with her to the prayer mountain. She have never been there but knowing Babsie, i never had second thoughts... I immediately said yes.We left at Parañaque at almost 6 pm already. We took the cab and then the jeepney, then finally the MRT. From Cubao, we still took two rides before we reached the prayer mountain. It was almost 10 pm then. We were so scared because we were not familiar with the place and the road we were traversing was so dark. But you see, God is really so good. There was also one passenger in the jeepney whose house is near the place we were going so he just accompanied us. If not for him I don't know how many more persons we could have asked about the direction(lol).
Prayer Mountain is really a beautiful place and the trip was worth it. : )
Let it be
