TravelExpress: Camotes Island, Cebu (Part 2)

After filling our stomach, our driver/tour guide took us to Santiago Bay Resort and Garden. The place didn’t disappoint. The resort has the longest beach line I’d ever seen. Too bad I wasn’t willing enough to burn my skin. We passed the chance of take a stroll on its gorgeous sandy, off-white beach.

TravelExpress: Camotes Island, Cebu (Part 1)

To be perfectly honest, my recent trip to Camotes wasn’t the original travel plan. It so happened that my teammates couldn’t make up their mind whether to go for an island hopping or to visit some secluded town in Cebu. So to cut the story short, our supposed team building activity never materialized for the nth time.

Actually, I’ve been itching for ages to visit Cebu’s surrounding islands: Bantayan, Malapascua, Sumilon, and Camotes. Camotes happens to be the nearest among them and the cheapest I suppose.

Going there wasn’t really a breeze. But I had expected the worse as I’ve heard so many traveling nightmares from friends who had visited Camotes.

As early 5:00 in the morning, we left the main city of Cebu after getting our takeout food from McD. Forty-five minutes later, we reached Danao Port and hurriedly bought our tickets. We expected the ferry to leave on time, but disappointingly it left 30 minutes after it’s scheduled departure which happens to be 6:00 o’clock.

From Danao to Consuelo, it took about 2 long hours. There’s nothing much to do on the ferry except eavesdropping and checking other passengers Sleeping is the best option to kill your time assuming your lucky enough to get a seat.

a throng of holidaymakers

It was a national holiday so a large crowd was expected to swarm the little island of Camotes.

Hello

So much for watching GLEE

Two Days in Camotes Island

Had spent 2 days in this exotic island called Camotes. It’s beautiful!

I’ll provide more details soon. For now, here’s the itinerary for our short trip to Camotes Island.

Happy Easter

Lazy On Good Friday

Every Good Friday, the surrounding turns into a ghost town. Well, not entirely, but nearly.

Last Friday, I could count the number of jeepneys running on the streets which had only a pitiful number of passengers including myself.

almost empty road along Gorordo Ave.