Last July, our cousin booked for us a family room at 717 Cesars Place in Tagbilaran, Bohol. I was looking for a hotel that could accommodate four adults, 1 12-year old teenager, and 1 10-year old teenager, and my search in Agoda led me to Cesars Place. I think the hotel can be classified as mid-range, but it is relatively new and is still clean. Read on for my reviews, whether I recommend it, it’s pros and cons. Continue reading “Where to Stay in Bohol: 717 Cesar Place Hotel”
Dumaguete is hip, cool, and laid back. The city’s boulevard is my favorite college professor’s favorite strolling place. To me, Dumaguete is not just the hip university city that it is, it is also an extension of Siquijor because my grandpa used to work here and we would come here to visit him when school was off. It is easy to explore the small city in a day and hop on to another destination after the sun sets. If you only have one day in Dumaguete, then read on for my recommendations. Continue reading “Guide to One Day in Dumaguete”
This guide to a Visita Iglesia in Siquijor was something I wrote for Tripzilla before this year’s Holy Week. I patterned this after a recent visita iglesia I did with a guest who visited Siquijor for the first time. While Siquijor will not boast of centuries-old and magnificent churches, we do have our share of historic churches. The simplicity of the architecture of the churches in the island will give you an idea of what are the island’s mineral resources (lime stones), the role of the island in the grand scheme of Catholicism in the country (a vacation/retreat place for friars), and how the island fared with the rest of the country during the two World Wars and calamities (earthquakes and typhoons). The churches are not as magnificent as other churches in the country. The churches in Siquijor pale in comparison to the San Augustin Church in the Intramuros. But I would like to believe that all of us, no matter how small, grand, simple or magnificent, make a part of our beautiful country.
I first heard of Hale Manna (which means “good energy” in Sanskrit) when our wedding singer got married there last year. We finally got to visit one weekend this summer to celebrate our parents-in-law’s 43rd wedding anniversary. The place did not disappoint, and I took back to the city with me only good energy. Continue reading “Hale Manna, Moalboal”
Our Day 2 was shorter. I was aiming to wake up at 6AM to be able to eat puto and tsokolate at their public market because as far as I can remember, the tsokolate I drank in Tagbilaran was the best tsokolate I had in my life (no offense to my Grandma!). But I wasn’t able to wake up at 6AM because the bed was so inviting and I did some work before I went to sleep the night before so I was exhausted. Anyway, a reason to visit again. Continue reading “Postcards from Behold Bohol, Day 2”