Cebu City … Once More!

The only time I’ve worn a fleece this trip, was on the air conditioned ferry, so this time we opted for economy instead, not realising that this meant sitting outside at the back!

It would have been fine, but Chris was sitting right by the engine exhaust so ended up standing at the back, and while the spray wasn’t noticeable, we arrived almost caked in salt, so took a shower as soon as we arrived at ABC Hotel.

History hasn’t played a particularly big part in this trip so far as apart from some churches, there are few historical sites. Now we are back in Cebu city there are a few more so this seems the best time to mention the history of the Philippines … another area missed completely in my school education! I knew before we came it was Christian … a legacy of the Spanish … that it was called The Philippines after King Philip of Spain … and Imelda Marcos had a lot of shoes … but that was about it.

So most Filipinos are descended from Malay settlers, who were influenced by nearby Hindu kingdoms and trade with the Chinese and then Arab traders who brought Islam to the islands.

In 1521 Ferdinand Magellan sailed across the Pacific, landed in the Philippines and planted a wooden cross to claim them for Spain. The original cross was believed to have miraculous healing powers so they started chipping bits off, so it was encased in another wooden cross made from tindalo, although rumours say the original cross was destroyed or disappeared after the death of Magellan. Either way, it’s a symbol that marks the birth of Christianity in the land and is housed in Plaza Sugbo, between the Colegio Santo Nino and City Hall in a stone rotunda.

The ceiling is painted with scenes showing the arrival of Magellan and the planting of the cross …

… and the subsequent baptism of King Humabon of Cebu, his Queen Juana and their subjects …

… and here’s a statue of Humabon.

The most famous religious icon in the Philippines, the statue of Santo Nino, is said to have been given to Queen Juana by Magellan after her baptism and is kept in the oldest church in the country, the Basilica Del Santo Nino founded in 1565.

We took photos from afar as the devotees filed past the statue.

We had a pretty good idea what it looked like up close as there were images all over the city in the run up to Sinulog, the festival honouring Santo Nino and there were still decorations remaining from the festivities last weekend.

Magellan had hoped to make Humabon a puppet ruler on behalf of the Spanish crown and demanded the other chiefs to submit. Lapu Lapu refused so Magellan led a force to crush him but Magellan was killed and the Spanish conquest was put on hold.

Miguel López de Legazpi arrived in 1565, established the first permanent settlement in Cebu and built Fort San Pedro and here he is outside.

Originally it was made of wood …

… but was replaced in the C17th with a stone fort to repel Muslim raiders. Today’s fort was built in 1738 and is the oldest triangular bastion fort in the country, still with most of its cannon.

Much of the archipelago came under Spanish rule, creating the first unified political structure known as the Philippines and introduced the code of law but also a feudal system with Spaniards owning vast estates worked by Filipinos. Along with conquistadors went friars who converted the Filipinos to Catholicism. The friars also built schools and universities including the oldest modern university in Asia.

We headed to The Parian, the area of Cebu which contained the residences of the most prominent families in Cebu during the Spanish Period. It also used to be the center of trade, the word “parian” being derived from the word “pari-pari” meaning to barter or trade. There are still a real mix of buildings in this old quarter.

We learnt about life in Cebu at that time, how the Chinese were welcomed into the city to trade as long as they converted to Christianity and adopted Westernised names and how over time intermarriage between Filipino, Spanish and Chinese established communities of Mestizos meaning mixed blood. The Spanish colony in the Philippines brought prosperity for the rich who profited from the galleon trade with goods such as silk, porcelain and lacquer imported to the Philippines from China then on to Mexico.

The Yap-Sandiego Heritage House was built at the end of the C17th and is one of the oldest homes in Cebu. It is owned by a descendant of the original residents and is rather dark, and filled with dusty antiques and religious items.

The Casa Gorordo was built in 1850s by a wealthy merchant and was once owned by the first Filipino Bishop of Cebu. It is an interesting mix of Spanish and native building techniques with lower walls of coral stone and the upper floor of hardwood fixed with wooden pegs. The interior gives an idea how the rich lived but also shows how the house was kept cool by large windows, an open-plan interior with only curtains rather than doors and pierced woodwork to allow air circulation.

Towards the end of the C19th, nationalist feeling started to grow and José Rizal, the most celebrated intellectual and radical ilustrado of the era, wrote the novels ‘Noli Me Tángere’ and ‘El filibusterismo’ which greatly inspired the movement for independence. He also founded a movement called Liga Filipina, which called for reform rather than revolution and as a result Rizal was arrested and exiled. Meanwhile Andres Bonifacio formed a more extreme organisation called the Katipunan and began a revolution. Rizal was accused of supporting the revolution, although he did not and he was executed and remains a national hero with his statue in every town.

Just to confuse matters, in 1898 war broke out between the USA and Spain and the Americans defeated the Spanish fleet in Manila Bay. Meanwhile Filipino revolutionaries had surrounded Manila. Their leader, Emilio Aguinaldo declared the Philippines independent, however as part of the peace treaty Spain ceded the Philippines to the USA. The Filipino-American War between the revolutionary force and the American troops lasted until 1902 when Aguinaldo was captured.

The US policy in The Philippines was one of ‘beneficial assimilation’ with an aim to educate, establish American ethics and prepare the country to rule itself as a democracy. Filipinos learned to behave, dress and eat like Americans, sing American songs and speak American English. They also got their love of basketball and the iconic jeepneys but we did find the very polite greeting of Ma’am slightly dated and it began to grate after just a day or two, however well meant.

Japan occupied the Philippines during WWII and very few historical buildings remain, and although the original C16th baroque Cathedral was destroyed it has been rebuilt.

In 1946 The Philippines became independent and I realise there has been more history since, including that famous shoe collection, but this seems a good place to stop.

The most modern monument here is The Heritage of Cebu Monument, a huge sculpture in the round unveiled in 2000, showing significant and symbolic events in the history of Cebu.

Keeping the history theme going, we went to Circa 1900 for dinner, a fine dining restaurant in a beautiful colonial period house, with great service, the best veggie choices Chris has seen all trip and delicious lechon for me!

Talking food, it has been generally ok with a lots of pork dishes as well as fish and veg for me, but the veggie options became rather monotonous for Chris who has been starting every day with an omelette and resorting to pasta and pizza or more than one occasion! It’s been hard to really work out what is typical Filipino cuisine as there seems to be such a melting-pot with influences from all over. There is definitely a sweet and salty thing going on and also anything that helps preserve food like using vinegar in adobo stews and dried fish as flavouring. The kalamansi or Philippines lime is a small juicy citrus fruit and is everywhere, in marinades, dipping sauces, drinks and to squeeze over grilled food and even papaya! Grilled meat or fish served with rice is common, but there are also stews and stir fries like pinakbet – steamed veg with a local fish sauce (veggies beware), kare-kare – a stew with peanut sauce, humba – a pork stew with black beans and soy, tinola – chicken and veg in a ginger broth, sinigang – stew cooked in a sour broth, chop suey made of stir fried veg with soy sauce and Filipino style curry with coconut milk but not very spicy.

On our last night we had an early dinner at Zubuchon, mainly as there was a branch round the corner from our hotel, but also as it seemed a fitting end to the trip, especially as they also offer ensaladang talong, a grilled eggplant salad.

With the temperature rising and the humidity becoming more apparent, we are actually looking forward to going home tomorrow.

Finally,

  • The Filipino people are very friendly and we’ve been made very welcome but there are a lot of them and poverty is noticeable everywhere, especially in the towns. Despite this, it is the cleanest Asian country we’ve visited.
  • The pollution in towns from jeepneys and scooters is dreadful
  • Attempts at plastic reduction and recycling are noticeable and impressive
  • Travelling around was surprisingly easy and transport is cheap
  • The only place we didn’t hear cockerels crowing was in our 5th floor room in Cebu City
  • We’ve had a great trip and it would have been worth it for the snorkelling alone, but there was so much more
  • Our final island count is 9 … but out of 7,641 that still leaves scope for a return visit one day!

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Cebu … Samboan – Portrait of a Filipino Town

Having said our goodbyes to Tim and Ann, we walked out of their gate and the Ceres Bus was there … largely luck as the timetable is just a concept … and while there are several buses an hour, this one was going exactly where we wanted! The only downside was that it was possibly the oldest, most cranky bus still in service! Nonetheless, having followed the coast road, we arrived at Bato Port a couple of hours later.

A final 4km by tricycle brought us to Fantasy Lodge, a small guesthouse which had caught my eye when I first started researching our trip, and I knew I wanted to include it if possible. We weren’t disappointed – the lodge is quite bijou, built round a small swimming pool with decking and gardens that give views across the Tanon Strait.

Steps lead down to more seating areas with a small rocky beach.

The first day we just settled in, sat, swam, had massages to the sound of the sea below, and drank cocktails before dinner. The menu has a good choice including several veggie choices for Chris, which is handy as we are a little way from anywhere else!

Next morning we decided to explore Samboan, the small town just up the road. We waited outside for a tricycle and we joined other passengers. By the time we reached the town, there were six of us and the fare was 30p each!

Philippines towns are divided into barangays which started as relatively small communities of around 50 to 100 families, although in some areas they are now larger. Samboan has 15 barangays, with Poblacion being the main town centre, although the others often have their own neighbourhood centre, church, shop and fiestas!

So far, we have travelled on the bus through lots of small towns just like Samboan and we have already noticed several characteristics they all share.

Firstly, there is often bunting of some sort decorating the approach, after all there is bound to be another festa soon …

Every main street has at least a couple of pawnbrokers, which still make loans on goods like jewellery and luxury items, but have expanded into money remittance and short term loans …

Several bake shops, each selling a huge variety of rolls, many sweet covered in sugar and only 4 pesos (6p) each, because we bought some …

…and a pool table, set up somewhere in the shade, and always busy!

There also seems to be lots of civic pride and the most colourful building is the town school, often decorated with brightly painted recycled items.

Here there is also the Boluntaryo Monument, a central shady kiosk dedicated to the volunteer guards during World War II.

Buildings range from the original country houses, built on stilts of wood and bamboo, adapted to the climate and easy to rebuild if damaged in a storm or earthquake …

… to a design adapted by the Spanish using a stone or brick base with overhanging, wooden upper stories with balustrades, small window openings called ventanillas, sliding panels fitted with capiz shell and a nipa thatched or Chinese tiled roof. Inside there was open ventilation and elevated apartments used as living space with the ground floor used for storerooms, cellars, and other business purposes.

Today many buildings have a galvanised roof, are often completely concrete, often painted in a range of colours, but still have some of the original design features.

We head towards the church, St. Michael Archangel Church which was built by Augustinians and is one of the oldest Spanish-built churches in Cebu, made of coral stones.

It is set in a huge plaza which would be large enough for the whole town to gather and has a raised area one end …

… and at the other the tallest and best preserved watch tower in Cebu, built of coral stone by the Spanish as a lookout for Moro pirates.

From there a flight of 147 stone steps called St Jacob’s Ladder, leads downwards, originally to the beach. It was instigated by the parish priest in 1878 to make it easier for parishioners to attend mass.

There is also a park containing a Grotto and sculptures of the Stations of the showing the Passion of Christ where churchgoers flock during Holy Week for penance.

Heading back, we passed the Municipal Mueseum and also the basketball court, another essential in a country that has adopted this as their national sport, despite having few people over 5ft tall, and of course the market.

I mentioned recycling, and we are so pleased to see these huge refillable containers for water.

There is one in the hotel we can use to refill our bottles. But we have never seen a water vending machine before … costing just a few pesos to fill a litre bottle.

And another of those inventive Christmas Trees we have seen all over, using recycled items.

There are a number of waterfalls to visit, all within a few kms, but having already had such a great experience at Cambais Falls, we weren’t in a rush to try another. So instead, next day we took snorkelling stuff just down the road to the Samboan Marine Sanctuary, which was a far more casual affair than we were expecting as we couldn’t see anyone to pay the small fee to, so we just walked down the beach and into the water. We were able to wade out on sand till waist deep, then just lay on the surface to watch the coral and fish. The water wasn’t very deep and there was plenty of coral, some of it swishing backwards and forwards in the water. In between were a variety of fish including huge brightly coloured parrot fish, tiny bright blue ones and even a couple of Nemos. The experience was cut short when I felt my arm stinging, but I hadn’t been aware of touching anything and I’d not seen anything. I got out, and my arm came up in a raised red splodge … the consensus was jellyfish, and I soon recovered with an anti-histamine tablet and some white vinegar, but we didn’t feel like chancing it again.

There was nothing else for it … some time in a hammock, blogging and reading, a swim, sunset … you know the drill!

Tomorrow we move on and get to clock up 2 more islands …

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Cebu … Our Day in the Mountains!

We took the Ceres Bus … a proper AC coach, not a jeepney … 100km south along the coast road to Dalaguete. Transport is slow in the Philippines, where the roads are narrow and very busy with scooters, tricycles, jeepneys and lorries and it took three hours. Joanna had generously shared her cold as she left, so I was feeling pretty rough all trip.

We arrived at The Beachhouse, conveniently just beside the bus stop, and checked in to a little oasis. Tim and Ann made us very welcome to their small resort with four luxury rooms overlooking a swimming pool and the sea.

We walked down the road for some lunch and a comfort pizza made me feel ready for a nap. I couldn’t have been in a better spot to feel under the weather with a comfy bed and a cool room. I mustered for dinner, which was good as reports of the excellent food here had encouraged us to book! Sweet and sour fish for me and a veggie curry for Chris, a few hands of Uno and Dobble and early to bed.

In the morning we heard news about a volcano which had erupted just south of Manila so it was lucky Joanna had flown the day before and missed it. Apparently it is the smallest volcano in the Philippines and hasn’t erupted for 80 years.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-51083515

I was feeling a bit better but still not ready to do any more than sit under an umbrella, dip in the pool, walk out for a salad lunch, return for a nap … then have another lovely dinner – this time spicy shrimp and chop suey.

But we did take a few photos …

On our last day here we thought we better do something, so Tim arranged for habal habal drivers to take us into the mountains for the day. We had first done this in Thailand a couple of years ago and a motorbike with driver for rent seems quite the norm in Asia. We reasoned it was probably safer and less trouble with an experienced local rider than hiring our own moped.

The four Russian visitors also staying at The Beachhouse joined us, so a ride out of six bikes headed inland.

Having climbed steadily upwards, passing farms, lush undergrowth and a couple of villages, we stopped to take photos …

… then continued to Cambais Falls where a couple of local guides, James and Carlos offered to guide us to the best swimming spot.

We walked a while until we reached the higher waterfall ….

… some chose to jump in from the cliff! Chris stayed to take photos and I clambered down and entered the water more sedately. It was really lovely – clear, cool and just our small group there.

Our guides helped carry bags so we could concentrate on making our way safely – the Filipinos all seem related to mountain goats! We made our way to the lower pool, where there was a waterfall we could swim behind.

It was a great experience, and as another group arrived, we packed up and returned to the bikes.

Next stop was Osmena Peak, and it became obvious that there wasn’t anything particularly special about the Chocolate Hills in Bohol – there are limestone hills and outcrops everywhere … and some a lot less crowded!

The lower slopes of the peak were being cultivated for vegetables …

… and it took around 20 mins to get to the top where we rested, enjoyed the view and ate snacks, then took photos of the view northwards towards Moalboal and Zaragosa Island …

… and the other way as well!

Back at the road, we passed roosters on their perches …

… and having been talking about cockfighting with Tim the previous day, we weren’t surprised to see a bit of a practise bout going on …

Everywhere we have stayed, even in Cebu City, we woke to the sound of roosters. Having been here a little longer, we now know why – they are bred for fighting. Cockfighting is legal and a national obsession among all levels of society with some 2500 stadiums across the country and some 30 million roosters being killed each year. It has an ancient history here and was mentioned in the report of Magellan’s voyage of discovery of the Philippines in 1521. Fighting roosters are specially bred for their aggressiveness and usually fed better food like grain or minced meat. The rich even have veterinarians and trainers to build up the muscles of the birds. Having said that, with blades attached to their legs, Filipino roosters usually only live to fight one or two matches before death or injuries retire them from the sport. For the Filipinos, cockfighting is a form of entertainment to relieve the stress of life, but the betting also draws them in, a chance for a quick peso, or if the wining bird is yours, a way of earning money when jobs are scarce. We even passed the local stadium on the way back, and no, we won’t be going!

A dip in the pool, a pretty sunset and pizza and pasta night has brought our stay at The Beachhouse to an end and tomorrow we get back on the Ceres Bus and go further south …

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Cebu City … Again!

We took the catamaran back to Cebu in the morning, checked back into Cebu R Hotel, had a snack and arranged a taxi to take us out of the city northwards, into the hills.

The Tops Lookout gives a great view over Cebu City and we could see Bohol and even Balicasag in the distance.

Our next stop was The Terrazas De Flores Botanical Garden where footpaths leading between terraced flower gardens gave us a chance for a bit of a photo op amongst the blooms!

The Sinulog Festival is one of the most famous festivals in the Philippines, attracting millions of visitors each year. At the center is the Grand Parade which attracts dancers with vivid costumes and choreographed routines from all over the country and takes place on the 3rd Sunday in January.

The festival celebrates the the statue of baby Jesus called the Santo Niño de Cebú, which was handed to the Rajah of Cebu by the explorer Ferdinand Magellan in 1521. This was one of the most important events in the Catholic history of the country and the word Sinulog refers to the flowing movements of the dancers who act out the scenes of this Spanish encounter.

While that is still a week away, there are other events and smaller parades leading up to the main event and the roads near the hotel will be closed tomorrow so we’ve had to ditch our plan to look round the historical centre … only seeing the capitol building just beside the hotel.

Instead, Since Joanna needs to be at the airport by 4pm, we’ve decided to hang out at the SM Mall, one of Cebu’s most popular shopping malls. Built like a maze with several sections and four floors of shops and restaurants, nothing could be further from the ramshackle shops and booths made of concrete block, unpainted wood and corrugated iron we had seen elsewhere.

Sinulog is a big thing with lots of shops selling dress up items such as feathers and Tshirts that could be personalised with fringes and beading. Joanna’s off to a festival in Sydney next month with a couple of friends and bought feathered ear cuffs and headdresses for them to wear!

One of the popular lechon or roast pork chains called Zubuchon also offered veggie choices, so we went for lunch and I had a special with crispy lechon, rice, soup and papaya pickle called atchara.

It was time to say our farewells, and put Joanna in a taxi to the airport. We’ve all had a great time and it was good to spend so much time together … but no need to be too sad, as Joanna will be coming to England in May so that’s hardly any time at all!

Chris and I made our way back to the hotel, hoping to catch the end of the parade, but it was finished. I did find these pics online of the mass at the Basilica del Santo Nino on Friday and the first parade, but am quite pleased not to be caught up with all those crowds.

This is the Xmas tree at Fuente Osmeña Circle … obviously no concerns here about decorations after 12th night, they are still everywhere …

… a copy of the Santo Niño de Cebú amongst the traffic …

… and a few more jeepneys.

The staff at the hotel have looked after us beautifully and a craft afternoon had been in session, making decorations for the festival. They insisted Chris show off his new T-shirt in front of the lift!

Tomorrow we move on, southwards, by bus …

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Cebu City … Fleetingly!

Our flight left Brisbane at 11.10 and we finally checked in to our hotel in Cebu at 10.00 at night. It had been a long day but we grabbed beers and snacks at the 7-Eleven on the corner then got drenched on our way back in a downpour.

By 10.00 next morning we were off to the ferry port …

… and were saying goodbye to Cebu already as we caught the catamaran to Bohol …

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