Captivating Cebu – Uncovering Eden

This is the beginning of my ode to Cebu—to my first plane ride destination, to my first trip outside of the Luzon territory, to the place that opened my doors to the world.

I feel butterflies in my stomach as I wait for our flight number to get called. I pace back and forth, anxiously anticipating the inevitable. Having trust issues is not making this easy for me and I know riding a plane would mean that I would have to entrust my life to someone I don’t personally know. A part of me wants to call my Mom but this growing fire in me is telling me to suck my gut and just enjoy the ride.

The cabin crew slowly walk in front of the center aisle. I intend to really listen because my paranoia will haunt me along the whole course of this flight. Remembering what to do is not really hard but a panicky person like me will probably just scream until someone gives me help.

The you-can-now-take-off-your-seatbelt light turns on. I immediately hurried to the lavatory to wash my face. Looking at myself in the tiny mirror beside the door gob smacked me—I am a thousand feet above the ground and I just need to relax. If I want to travel the world, I should start making myself comfortable in rides like this.

I sit back and look out the window—that’s when I knew that I am meant to live for this view.

We arrived at Mactan-Cebu International Airport a few minutes before midnight. We make our way to the taxi bay and surprisingly, all taxi drivers are already there, seemingly expecting us to be there. They are wearing this tired smile, but still from ear-to-ear.

Lines of bokeh lights welcome us as we drive to the city. It feels so surreal—almost infinite.

I hit the sack as soon as we reached Sampaguita Suites. My physical body feels so tired but my mind is still somehow wandering off.

We decided to drop by Basilica del Menor Santo Nino before starting our Cebu day trip. Hearing a few parts of the mass and my mind once again starts to wander. I am physically in the church but my mind is already itching to uncover Cebu.

Outside the cathedral lies Magellan’s Cross, where a number of unfamiliar ladies bombard us with colorful candles. In a moment of a knee-jerk reaction, I bought all colors available.

With nothing but these not-so-handy printed itineraries in our hands, we set foot on the most incredible walkathon of our lives, yet.

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