I was on another trail

This entrance to another unknown was marked in a non-environmental-friendly way. It was alright to me anyhow though used bottles were being hung on branches of trees. MyJourney would still carry on.

A peep from the outside never gave me any hint on the inner world. In order to fulfill my adventurous desire I had then put myself inside. Here I came!! Yes, I started to, and could not stop myself from day-dreaming again: I was Indiana Jones without a whip.

The beginning part of the trail involved some twists and turns among the woods. These allowed me to see nothing far away on my descending path. Twist and turn can never tell me the true story. I could only see trees, and again trees, in this limited view. They were so many, I was confused which one I should talk to without prejudice, until I saw this tree which bore a "snaky-look". Talking to trees are very fun if you really want to, although we may use different languages, and this involves of many guess works. We chatted while I was still keeping my pace, I understood then there were surprises waiting for me upfront. Surprises? Yes, I loved them!

As I traveled further in the midst of buzzing sound of insects, I was surprise to realise my surroundings were sort of familiar to me. I was on the rocky trail which would lead me to the mini dam at the end!

Now my friend posed again in a same old look in a warm morning. This marked the end of my adventure and weekend routine.

(After all the twists and turns, the truth reveals that there are ample wonder around. And I was right when I got myself out from the maze of jungle trails).