I wanted to go somewhere far. I wanted to escape.
There came a point in my life when I felt I was at my lowest. Something seemed to be missing. I was in search for that piece that will make me whole, without even knowing what piece I was looking for that could make me complete. I was at a crossroad not knowing which path to take. I was at the edge of a cliff thinking to just stay where I was, or take that great leap to jump and fly. I’ve read this story a lot of times. I’ve heard this countlessly. But I never imagined that I’ll have to go through that phase. I was completely lost.
Stories about mambabarang or mangkukulam, kapre, aswang, black spells and the likes are almost always associated with the provinces of Capiz, Antique and Siquijor. I have no idea how these stories originated but let us explore one of these provinces and will try to unravel the secrets of the Island Province of Siquijor.
The mystic island was once part of its neighboring province, Negros Oriental, and is considered the third smallest province in the country in terms of population, next to Camiguin and Batanes. Originally, my plan was to stay overnight but because of the odd stories I encountered while planning my itinerary, I opted to do a day tour instead. It is still better to be safe than sorry. And besides, the whole island can be toured in a day.
Prior to my actual visit, I already booked the services of one of the best, if not the best, tour guide in Siquijor, Kuya Joel Aso. This man really is a true son of Siquijor, not just because he was born and raised there but because of his advocacies and mindset. During the tour, I felt his sincerity and how passionate he is with his vision for the province. Aside from being a tour guide, he also sells products from organic peanuts and coconut sugar which also help his fellow Siquijodnons by providing work.
Now back to the adventure, I booked the first trip from Dumaguete City to Siquijor via a ferry. Usually, the earliest trip is at around 5:30 in the morning but since it was a Saturday, the earliest is at nine in the morning. Almost two hours after sailing, I finally had my first glimpse of this enchanting haven.