The third leg of my Cebu road trip was only a week after my second. I boarded a bus at the North Bus Terminal headed for San Remegio at about 11am. The trip was long, but the view was beautiful. The bus took the Lugo route, which would pass through Bogo City then on to San Rem, cutting across hills and oceans of sugar cane plantations.
After nearly 4 hours, the bus arrived in Bogo. I wasn’t planning to explore Bogo that day, I was going straight to San Rem, then northwards. But then something caught my eye — the bus passed by the Bogo plaza, and there it was, a monument of Gabriel “Flash” Elorde. Before I could even get my iPod and take a picture, it was gone. That was a surprise for me — I didn’t know that The Flash was from Bogo. I have certainly heard of him, he’s a boxing legend. As the bus left the city I repeatedly asked myself if it was wise to continue on without even taking a picture of that one monument. But I stuck to my plan and went on to San Rem.
I got off the bus at the San Juan Nepomoceno Church in San Remegio. It must have been my lucky day, I arrived while the children’s choir was rehearsing, and sweet, wonderful music wafted through the church, and I just had to linger for a little while to listen. I had a late lunch at a canteen nearby, and afterwards, I went to the beach to take pictures. The day was still hot, and I decided to continue on to Medellin. At the advice of the people I met at the canteen, I took a tricycle to the Don Pedro crossing, to wait for a bus or jeepney to Medellin. But after a little while, as I could not get The Flash off my mind, I changed my mind and took a jeepney back to Bogo.
I got off at the Bogo church and after taking pictures, I went straight to the plaza. I happily took as many pictures of The Flash as I wanted. There were many young people hanging around. I learned from a kindly lady which bus to take to the next town, which would pass by the plaza, so I sat happily in front of The Flash as I waited for said bus.
After a while, the bus came and I was on my way to Medellin. I passed by a picturesque lagoon with a nice view of the almost-setting sun and got off the bus on impulse. The place is called the Medellin Dockside.
After some pictures, I decided to explore the town, and took a tricyle to the church. After taking a few pictures of the church and the town hall, I went to the plaza to just hang out. Later, as the moon appeared in the sky, I asked around for a place to stay. I found Medellin Pension House near the church. Afterwards, I went back to the Dockside to have an early dinner. As mentioned earlier, the view was great. Some enterprising people had set up kiosks such as Friendster BBQ, Facebook Videoke, Twitter Store (I’m not kidding!) for the pleasure of tourists, weary travelers and locals looking for amusement.
I bought some barbeque for dinner and feasted as much on the food as on the great view. Afterwards, I sat on a slab of stone near the water and just enjoyed the view of the moon, the stars and the lights of San Rem in the distance. A long, long while later, I went back to the plaza.
The plaza seemed busier at night, as the lights and the fountain were turned on. Families were hanging about, kids were running around, and I, having found a vacant bench, sat down and enjoyed the ambiance. As I got sleepy, I went back to the pension house and rented a room for the night.
The next morning, I woke up very early, having known that the Sunday morning mass was at 6. After the mass, I had breakfast at a nearby cafe. Realizing that I was strapped for time with many places to go to, I opted to wait for a bus to Daan Bantayan.
I got off the bus near the terminal, and got in a trisikad to take me to the Daan Bantayan Church, which is just opposite the town hall, which is located by the beach. I took my iPod and happily clicked away.
Afterwards, I decided to move on, and got on another trisikad to take me to the terminal. The kind driver suggested that I go to Maya, the northern-most tip of Cebu. I got on a jeepney and got off at the Maya church, which is just a short distance from the pier. From the pier I could see Malapascua Island and Leyte.
A little while later, I got on a bus to take me back down south. As I have visited Bogo City the day before, the next stop on my list was Tabogon.
In hindsight, I should have taken a bus back to Bogo, and a minibus or jeepney to Tabogon, but as I was informed that there was another way to Tabogon via the Lugo route, so I decided to go that way. I got off the bus at Ilihan(?), Tabogon. As it was about noon, I stopped at a small canteen for lunch — I had chicken and milled corn (which I haven’t had in a very long time). I talked to the women at the canteen, and I was advised to hire a motorcycle (habal-habal) to get to Tabogon, as it was the only mode of transportation available. I was ambivalent at first, since I really do not like motorcycles, but the other choice was going back to Bogo, which would take too much time. Instead, I stuck to that route, and decided to enjoy the adventure.
I was glad I took that route — the winding road to the town cuts across hills covered in sugar cane, and the view of green against the clear blue sky was awesome. The sun was blistering hot that day, but the view was worth it.
I asked the driver to take me to the town’s tourist spot, and I was taken to the Giwanon Cold Spring. After a few minutes, I walked to the road and waited for a bus in a makeshift shed where some women were also taking shelter from the sun.
A few minutes later, I was on a bus and after a little while I was in Borbon. I asked around where the tourist spot in the area was, but I was informed that it was a long way off. So after a few pictures of the Borbon Church, I decided to move on.
The previous week, I had skipped some towns on my way back to the city, and as I was going on that same route I decided to stop by them. The next town I visited was Catmon. I got off near the quaint old town hall that stands at the foot of a hill. I climbed up the hill where Catmon Church was and took pictures. The people hanging out near the church advised me to also take pictures of the life-sized stations of The Way of the Cross at the back of the church.
After a while, I took a bus to Compostela. On impulse, I got off at Maslog, Compostela after I saw this sign:
Afterwards, I took a jeepney to Compostela proper.
Then another jeepney took me to Liloan. After taking a much needed snack at Titay’s, I went to the town plaza, which is just across the road to the church.
After the obligatory pictures, I took a jeepney back to the city. A little while later and I was back in the city, tired and thankful.
|North Bus Terminal to San Rem by bus||Php 130|
|San Rem church to Don Pedro Crossing by tricycle||Php 10|
|Don Pedro crossing to Bogo by jeepney||Php 10|
|Bogo to Medellin by bus||Php 16|
|Dockside to Church||Php 7|
|Medellin Pension House||Php 400|
|Daan Bantayan by bus||Php 15|
|Trisikad to Church||Php 5|
|Trisikad to Terminal||Php 5|
|Daan Bantayan to Maya by Jeepney||Php 12|
|Maya to Ilihan, Tabogon by bus||Php 75|
|Ilihan to Giwanon Cold Spring by motorcycle||Php 100|
|Tabogon to Borbon by bus||Php 10|
|Borbon to Catmon by bus||Php 20|
|Catmon to Maslog, Compostela by bus||Php 20|
|Maslog, Compostela to Poblacion, Compostela by jeepney||Php 8|
|Compostela to Liloan by jeepney||Php 8|
|Liloan to SM City Cebu by jeepney||Php 18|