And here goes my year summarized in photos taken from all over the Philippines. I have thus proven that once bitten by the travel bug, one can never go back. Thanks to all the friends I met online at first, on the road eventually. I hope 2012 has a lot more in store for me and my itchy feet. 🙂 Cheers!
Thanks to CinemaOne’s countless screenings of “Magandang Hatinggabi”, I have come to associate Siquijor with Angelica dela Cruz and her huge hairy hump. This, along with the turnover of aswang duties to her from Jaclyn Jose in the form of a black stone drenched in saliva, taken from the depths of Jaclyn’s semi-human guts. If I got something out of that film other than could-have-been bladder explosions caused by delays in bathroom visits as the hairy “manananggal/mambabarang/aswang” might be hiding just behind the bathroom sporting a unibrow and a dark grin, it is this curiosity for a land as mystical as Siquijor.
It was a sunny Tuesday morning, and as I try to jumpstart my search for the secrets of Siquijor, what greeted my wandering soles was the surreal beauty of the island. The waters were clear and blue-green, making Siquijor Port an attraction in itself.
We reached the island paradise by Delta fast ferry (PhP160) from Dumaguete, a 50-minute cruise by the waves of the Visayan Sea. Ricks and I met up with our friend-cum-guide Efren and his wife Xyrille for a 5-hour flash tour of the island with designated stops at scenic nature spots and heritage sites.
The tour kicked off with Capilay Springs Park, a public nature park with fresh spring water to soothe the tired muscles and negate the scorching heat of the sun.
Throw Caution to the Wind 