Cebu City – Day 2

On day 2, we woke up in time for complimentary breakfast at the B&B at their veranda restaurant. Breakfasts in the Philippines seem to consist of garlic rice with a some type of cured meat, fish, and/or eggs- a little different, but still good!Cebu2-1Then, we wandered a little bit to exchange money and figure out what we wanted to do during the first half of the day. Eventually we hoped on a jeepney to go to Carbon Market, a gigantic outdoor market. It was hot, sunny and the road smelled like exhaust the whole time. This was not a fun commute.Carbon MarketThe actual market was huge with different areas for selling, fruit, vegetables, flowers, mechanical parts, etc.All the of it was outdoors except for the areas dealing with meats and fish.Carbon Market3When we reached the back of the market, we came across an entryway (not pictured below). Behind it were closely placed shacks held up on sticks over the river. Alex asked me if I wanted to go in and I said, “Sure!” But then, we walked in and I realized that it was a neighborhood and not part of the market. While there were plenty of people dressed and walking around the city like anyone you’d see on the street back home, this little district was essentially a slum. The “streets” between the “buildings” were barely wide enough for three people to walk down side to side. It was dark, dirty, and there were children running around undressed. I immediately started feeling uncomfortable – the people there should not have to be gawked at by a tourist like a sideshow. Needless to say we left and made our way slowly back to the B&B.Carbon Market2Once we got back, we packed our stuff and headed out. We made a quick stop at a Zubuchon (a chain restaurant that specializes in Lechon) to pick up some takeout and headed in a taxi to Tops, the highest point in the Busay district overlooking the city.ZubuchonAfter a long drive up the hill in Busay, we arrived at Tops where we ate dinner and watched the sunset. Originally, I had wanted to go ziplining at a zipline park a little bit downhill from tops, but we couldn’t really do that with our luggage. However, we had made an arrangement with the beach resort we were heading to later that night to send a car to pick us up. We had asked them to pick us up from the zipline park, so after resting for a bit, we headed down the hill once again in the dark with luggage while random strangers on motorcycles zoomed by. Oops again.TopsI fell asleep on the drive to the resort (2-3 hours) and when we arrived, it kind of felt like a fairytale setting. The ground was soft like mossy grass and there were little lights on the ground as if there were mushrooms lit up like lamps (there were no actual mushrooms, just lights). It was humid and silent except for the sounds of the ocean, and bugs (essentially not silent at all). It all felt very surreal. I was also still very sleepy which might have had something to do with it. Once we settled in and had the snack they gave us, I immediately fell asleep again. It was too dark to take pictures, but a video of Tops is below (great place for an outdoor party):

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Cebu City – Day 1

Even though we didn’t set an alarm, I woke up just 3 hours after falling asleep at the B&B thanks to jetlag. After a quick brunch, we headed out via taxi to the Jumalon Butterfly Santuary, a small, family owned museum dedicated to butterflies.Butterfly1No one else was there when we arrived, which is such a shame because this place made our entire trip worth it. It didn’t look like much from the outside. The small gardens were full of various “stations” where you could learn about and observe butterflies and their various life cycles. There was nothing unusual about it.Butterfly2The best part was when we finished touring the grounds and our guide brought us inside and told us his father’s story. Julian N. Jumalon was an artist and butterfly lover, who basically devoted his life to studying and collecting butterflies. Even though he never got advanced degrees in entomology, he was highly respected by others in his field. His collection included thousands of butterflies, some of which have gone extinct. There were shelves and shelves of shadow boxes full of butterflies from all over the world.Butterfly3After this, we took a jeepney to Ayala Mall, one out of two of Cebu’s giant malls to do a little shopping before dinner. Jeepneys are like mini buses with the two end stops emblazoned in big letter on the side.JeepneyWhen you see the one you want to ride, you literally just run to the back and jump in. Payment is on honor system – you just pass your coins up to the driver before you jump off. This is the inside.
JeepneyinsideAfter the mall we set out in a taxi to track down a restaurant that makes amazing Lechon. I had read a recommendation about this place somewhere, but when we got there, we were told that they only sell whole roasted pigs. Oops. We asked the taxi driver for a food recommendation and he dropped us off at a nearby outdoor diner where we hade something that looked like yam leaf and roasted squid.Squid Then, it was back to the B&B, where I immediately fell sound asleep. Alex has a nice video of me snoring to prove it.

Hong Kong/Philippines Trip – Arrival Story

So about an eternity ago (in early April), I ran away from my problems (I had just finished a 10-week period of working nonstop. Stress had wreaked havoc and I needed a vacation bad.) and flew out on a 2 week trip to Hong Kong and the Philippines. After a 14 hour flight direct from Chicago to Hong Kong, I spent maybe 8 waking hours in the city (ate at a Michelin rated restaurant!) before heading back to the airport and boarding a 1:00 am flight bound for Cebu City.

Flash forward 3 hours later – we landed, made our way through the airport, and followed some other tourists to take a taxi from the airport. This sounds straight forward enough. However, Alex had been reading a little bit too much about the dangers of riding a taxi in the Philippines. While in the car on our way to the city center, he proceeds to whip out his phone and fake a phone call to a “friend” in the city telling him/her that we will meet in half an hour. To further prevent the taxi driver from bringing us to the middle of nowhere and murdering us, he tells the driver to drop us off at a landmark building across the street from the B&B.

Next thing you know, we ended us being dropped off a couple blocks away from the landmark even further from the B&B. There we are in a foreign country standing in the middle of the street with suitcases at 5 am at the height of summer in Cebu while random people in motorcycles kept whizzing by. However, thanks to Google Maps and my super awesome map reading skills, we slowly made our way closer to our destination.

But alas! We wandered up and down the street for another hour looking for building number 94, but it was not where it was supposed to be. We started walking around asking random people we found until finally, a nice security guard at a 24 hour convenience store got into a taxi with us to help us look. A minute later, just 2 block further up than where we had walked stood the B&B. We immediately, paid the taxi driver, checked in, took our showers, and fell asleep.

Favorite links from around the web June 2013

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Beautiful photos of Ballet Zaida dancers by Oliver Endahl (above)

DIY gold feather headband – really loving things that look like gold metal in organic shapes. Reminds me of this twig bracelet DIY.

This lady makes amazing food, takes gorgeous photos, and strings words together like a thing of (fantastically hilarious) beauty

Have you even seen a blackhead extracted correctly? This video is kind of fascinating if you haven’t. A bit of warning though, this video is not for the extremely squeamish. It looks really painful, but I totally want to try it. Hogan Wang is kind of awesome.

And finally, this is what happens when you get a nose job.

Dai Ailian, Mother of Modern Chinese Dance

Dai AilianDai Ailian (戴爱莲), born 1916 in Trinidad, moved to China at the age of 23. Trained in classical ballet and modern dance (as it was known in the 1930s), she spoke only English and no Chinese. She went on to become one of the founders of Beijing Dance Academy (北京舞蹈学院) and the first director of China Central Song and Dance Ensemble (中央民族歌舞团). She was instrumental in the development of Classical Chinese dance and helped to bring Chinese folk and minority dance back into popularity as China was modernizing. Basically, Chinese dance would be totally different without her.

Check out this great mini bio video below:

And if any Trinidadian dancers stumble upon this post, the Dai Ailian Foundation is offering a 10 month scholarship to Beijing Dance Academy.