I heart Mati. I was there. I survived Mati! Yes, I survived just because some people fed me, housed me, toured me. There is a friend in Mati. Thanks, bai Orle, for the invite.
The story of me visiting the place had been cooked up eons ago. Because I wanted it free, because I was poor, because opportunities are rare, because good friends are hard to find, Mati remained in the wish list until March 2015.
Yes, this post is one year overdue. I was overtaken by events. Some good. Some bad, Because Mati experience was great, I could never forget.
I went there to serve as a resource person on community-based disaster risk reduction and management. But knowing me, the experience must include eating in native restos and beaches.
Wish list granted. And more.
I love Mati!