Bohol: Hit and miss. Hoping I’ll hit it this time!

LAST MONTH, I had Siquijor.

This weekend I'm crossing my fingers and hoping that fate and my mates will take me to the island of Bohol. Yes, Bohol. The destination I've been salivating over since the word adventure places a special part of my life's goal.

I remember two years ago, me and my officemates carefully planned out our two-day adventure in the island. And you know what they say about adventures, the more you planned it out, the more it won't ever happen. Following this jinx, it never did. A lot of things happened and our original plan just went into thin air. 

I remember also how my friends went to Bohol without me, all because I was in Cagayan de Oro at that time. Apparently they planned the whole thing in spur-of-the-moment fashion.

And lastly I remember how I was giddy with excitement the start of this semester in school. I was about to travel Bohol (at long last) because of our thesis. Our study was supposed to be conducted at the Divine Word College, when, out of the blue, the university president disapproved of the whole thing.

So there. I'd been to Manila, Baguio, Tagaytay, Subic, Siquijor, and Negros this year, but that piece of island always escapes me.

This weekend, my friend Jordan will be tying the knot, and he expects us to be there. But I'm moolah-less. As always. 

Bohol, bohol when will I have you? Would the fate be kinder this time to let me have you?