Photo Diary : Port of Tacloban
Setting foot in the Port of Tacloban somehow enliven my spirit from my long off Zamora Street.
The port is pulsating.
Lurking behind is a skeleton of a tragic past.
Four years ago, this coast is a harrowing image of death and destruction.
Ate is not so delighted of my paparazzi shot.
They look like they just arrived from an overnight sail.
I can't imagine myself in an open ocean trip inside a boat of this scale overnight. Never.
We call this "katig" in Tagalog.
Merchant of Tacloban
How i wished i timed this photo a lot faster. The composition too.
Photography is a continuous learning i suppose.
Liners like this were swept into the coast of San Juanico Strait by Haiyan.
Waiting for mom?
We call this leaf vegetable "kangkong" in Tagalog.
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