When you're planning a family holiday, whether you're after cheap Tenerife holidays or a long-awaited family escape, sometimes it's tempting to do everything in your power to avoid hearing the dreaded "I'm bored".
As we walked through the long corridors of Cebu-Mactan International airport, I wondered how great it would be to be treated like a king. We as mountaineers are accustomed to receive all of kinds of amenities as bonus but it would be so nice to have a weekend where you just have to sit down, relax and have some unending fun.
A bright sunny day touched our skins as our habal habal zigzagged through the mountains of Mantalongon, Cebu. I was actually a bit guilty because the metro was being ravaged by Maring yet, there we were, enjoying the sun-shiny day. As we awkwardly disembarked the motorcycle, we went through our bags, got our KEEN sandals, slipped it down our feet and continued walking towards the highest point of Cebu; Osmena Peak….
The sunny sky above gave me a good contrast from the last time I was in Bacolod. The small hovering clouds gifted me energy as it swiftly passed below the sun. I was sitting by myself on a rock that, 6 months ago, was deeply submerged down a flash flood. I was smiling incessantly as the heavens finally gave us a good chance to step atop the highest point in Visayas, the most beautiful and majestic place I’ve been to, Mt. Kanlaon.
Guest writer Luis Azcona is a music producer, and songwriter/vocalist of the band, Maude.
Last time I went away with Dane and Agnes, I almost killed my feet in Batulao. This time, I dont see that happening - We're going to Bolinao for its waters. Tranquil hopefully, but whatever. Its not Manila, so it must be worth the second try! Lets get started before I get confused between the names Batulao and Bolinao.
I gazed at the clouds above and had only the slightest glimpse of blue with the tiniest hint of sun. I closed my eyes and felt the fog slither through my face. Forboding fear and apprehension engulfed my chest. It was a warning from the Gods of Dulang dulang and Kitanglad that this expedition wouldn’t be a normal hike. It was a starting sign of the 3 gloomy days ahead.
Boracay Island is undoubtedly one of the most popular places in the Philippines. Tourists from all over the world flock here to feel the powdery white sands, the searing hot but clear blue beach and experience the night life that ensues right after the sun comes down.
After my band, Maude, got signed by Terno Recordings and with gigs conflicting with our schedules, most of the planned trips Agnes and I had were cancelled. We were supposed to tramp Samar and Leyte months back but the inopportune time of being exactly at the same day as Maude’s big event made me forego the trip.
Years back when I was in grade 2, I cheated on an assignment. Well, I didn’t exactly cheat on purpose but I didn’t have any choice. Assigned to get a picture of Tirad Pass by our teacher, I was so saddened by the fact that this historic landmark had no postcards for sale at various bookstores. As a solution to it, I bought a photo of San Juanico Bridge. Idiotic! right? Shamed and worn out, I sat beside my classmates as my homework was being scorned by my teacher.
After our solemn Apo Island trip, the planned itinerary was to go directly to Oslob, Cebu. This, being my first time in the southern part of the island, my cousin unexpectedly urged me to delay our sojourn and squeeze in a luxurious Island trip into our plans. I wasn’t really keen on spending that much money but with no other ways to say ‘no’, I hastily agreed to a spontaneous visit to the Island paradise of Sumilon.