THERE IS another hidden gen in my hometown. Yesterday, my friend invited me to a trail run from our provincial capitol to Lake Beto in Barangay Spring. I used to go there when I feel the need to introspect. The serenity of the lake never fails to give me a clear mind to think things over.
It was my first yesterday to visit the place early in the morning. I was finally able gaze at its beauty from the other side. The morning fog over the lake added mystery to the its picturesque natural beauty.