It was an hour or so when we clambered up the retractable stairs to the boat. Our skin were quite red from the sun and our toes and fingers were all wrinkly like a geezer. When everybody was onboard the boat trudged along to our next location, which was Sabang Cliff, Katipunan Island.
Sabang Cliff is known for the more or less two storey high rock cliff. A lot of people line up to jump this, but if you’re a scaredy cat like myself, you could do a halfway jump. I would have jumped the higher one if my brother did not tell me to just do the halfway. Anyways, he did the jump while I stayed at the boat to record his many hesitant attempts and finally the jump. Huhu. When I found the courage to finally line up and to go for it, the boatman rang the bell to announce that we were departing. Too late. A missed opportunity.
When everyone was on board, we left to the next site, but on the way we passed by the Pearl Farm Beach Resort and other several privately owned expensive resorts.
We arrived at the last site, which was Diaz Island for more swimming at the rocky coves of the island, as well as wander at the unusual rock carvings on the floor left by the old inhabitants. It was weird, and it made us think on what it was for. Was it made for tourists to find? Like in Talikud Island? I really didn’t know even up to now…
We were hoping we would visit Monfort Bat Conservation Park, Taclobo Giant Clam Sanctuary, Hagimit Falls, Spelunking Balete and Vanishing Island, but for some reason they were not included. I guess, it is a good reason to come back for, a list on our bucket list that needs to be ticked off someday.
In any event, we arrived back at the wharf sometime around 4PM, enough time to head back to the hotel, freshen up and go to church for mass. We were still on high spirits and decided to try the jeepney. There was a passenger, who was observant that we were tourists and pointed out on where we should go down. We thanked him as we went down at San Pedro Cathedral for the 6PM mass. The church was packed full, but we were able to get a seat somewhere in the middle. The mass was in english, and it was my brother’s birthday thanksgiving.
After the mass, we google walked to the Roxas Night Market, which took us 15-20mins of brisk walking. It was quite dark, but there were a few people heading there as well. There was a security, and my brother was asked something while I waited on the side. I told my brother as we walked away, that maybe he looked like a Korean or Chinese terrorist? If there were such a thing. I know it’s not funny, but it made us wonder. We were feeling hot because of the walk, so we decided to cool down with mango shakes. We then sat and ate dinner at one of the food stalls, ordered stuffed chili’s, pork and isaw ng manok (or chicken intestines) barbecues.
We did a quick round of the tiangge-an (or night street market), but did not find anything of interest. We stopped at Paniza Organic Ice Cream stand with a long line to try the durian with cheese and charcoal ice creams, the former for me and the latter for my brother. We decided to take a cab back to the hotel and was already feeling the toll of our hectic day as we went down the cab. I was so tired and was asleep in no time as I hit the bed and pillow. So until tomorrow again…
To be continued…