The next day we went to Dumaguete and caught the ferry to Siquijore. Siquijore is a beautiful place for relaxing and …. relaxing. 

Yes, that’s about it– no offense to all the relaxers out there but I was already pretty chilled out already since our last trip to Sipalay. Arriving in my 30s, I’m not focused on sex and fun anymore. Somehow it urges me to make sense of it all, to leave a trace in the universe, so my character shifted to a very leisure-time oriented person to a more ambitious character. I don’t know if it were better if I had this kind of revelation or paradigm change a few years earlier, but it is what it is and nobody can change the past.

So… We already had a good spoonful of R&R I started to get jumpy. So we decided to go to Paltion beach which is only about 5 minutes by motorbike away from us, and after we set for Cambugahay falls. But before I divulge deeper into the details of this story I briefly wanted to talk about the places we stayed at.

We stayed at a hostel / hotel with a delicous and cheap restaurant as part of it: Toris Backpackers. It was incredibly cheap (like 5 dollars a night) and for the money quite the catch. The beach was 10 seconds away and the in-house restaurant surprisingly good with pancakes and fresh fruit shakes for only 1 dollar.

Ok now,back to our day in Siquijore