Ten hours of driving is nothing compared to what my family and I saw that wonderful morning. Mayon Volcano, one of the most active volcanoes in the Philippines with a perfect cone, sits majestically like Kate Middleton–sexy, sophisticated, demure.
She woke up with a nice demeanor that Friday morning. There was scant volcanic activity. There was only some clouds which Mayon flirted with. Those white clouds served as Mayon’s handkerchief, waiting to hide her beauty from those below.
Mayon is a beauty to behold. Those who have’nt seen her, go to Legazpi City now. Legazpi City is one city that benefits from Mayon’s beauty. It’s always breezy here. There’s always some special thing going on in this city of Albay province.
It was not always like this. Ten years ago, Mt. Mayon blew her top and nearly destroyed her perfect figure by her massive eruption. The eruption affected Cagsaua, where a basilica of a Catholic church got buried from tons of lahar. Ruins of the church remains, and it was said that only ten years ago, this town again witnessed Mayon’s wrath.
Today, Mayon sits like a Queen, looking down on the faces of astonished tourists and locales.
I took many photos of Mount Mayon and its environs. Not one astonished me. Maybe because in the late 90’s, when that volcano was heating up, I was covering it. I saw its anger. I saw how it raged. And I know deep within that beautiful almost perfectly coned volcano, there’s something brewing.