Our flight back to Manila was delayed for more than an hour and we’re stuck at Busuanga’s small airport. We already had coffee at the nearby eatery and checked the souvenir stores along the terminal; we’ve ran out of things to do.
It seemed a waste to just sit there and do nothing, so I decided to check out the grassland in front of the airport with my camera instead. It was almost noontime and it was a scorcher outside; I put on my hat and arm warmers and braved the heat of the sun.
A goldmine of close-up photographs awaited me at the sprawling field; all sorts of grasses, wildflowers and creepy crawlers lurk beneath the sea of greens; you’d however have to hunker down and take a closer look; God is in the details as the great German Architect Ludwig Mies van der Rohe used to say. Macro photography enthusiasts would have a field day at this grassland.
Having no real macro lens, I made do with what I have (sorry no real close-ups of bugs, was unable to with the lens I had). And as my camera flashed the dreaded zero space left on its LCD, an aircraft screeches down the tarmac. I looked up, and it was our plane. Our time in Palawan was up, sigh.