Retiree Lyf: Senior Couple Goes on a Motorbike Road Trip to North Cebu: Aisle of Medellin, lush greens, clear seas, dreamstay on a native kubo
Retiree Lyf🌿🌿🌿:Senior Couple
Goes on a Motorbike Road Trip
to North Cebu: Aisle of Medellin
lush greens, clear seas, dreamstay
on a native kubo👴👵🌸🌹🌴🌳🌞
🏡⛱
I've been mulling to go on a road trip
again for a year now to our hometown
in the North of Cebu after restrictions
due to covid were eased.
There were deaths in the family that
I should have needed to go, but, sad
to say as a senior, I was hesitant because
of health concerns... paranoia is hard,
or anxiety is more like it.
What if...so many what ifs.
Do I have the energy? It was glaring
hot the past weeks...if I decide to go
I need to bring lots of water with me.
My back still hurts crazy😢😢😢
if I remain immobile for many hours
...and the trip will take us 4 to 5 hours
sitting on our motorbike, my preference
for travel up north whenever we go
home because with the motorbike
I can breathe and can always stop
when we want to.
My deceased parents💕 whom I have
not visited for three years were there,
and issues about property needed
attention.
Seniors do need a vacation, too,🌴🌴
🌴👓⛱ even if it is only for a few
days. A change of scenery is healthy
and traveling keeps us moving
and active.
🏃🏃🏃The old cliche' age is just
a number does not apply here.
Self-assessment is what you need.
It is determined by physical fitness
and your great need to go.This time
around, you need to slow down
your pace, the reason why the many
stops we made along the way when
we finally decided to go.
My husband and I are used to traveling
very early whenever we go to the
province. So off we go before the
Holy Week rush sets in. With both
our backpacks on our backs and on
our Honda CFT125, we
set off at 4:30 in the morning. It was
still dark in Lapulapu, crossing the
Marcelo Fernan Bridge to Mandaue,
then on to Consolacion, then Liloan.
By the time we reach Compostela-
Danao, dawn is breaking. I love this
early morning rides on our motorbike
just like when we rode on the CCLEX
for the first time, too, a couple of
months ago. Can't forget
the feel of wind fanning our faces.
Upon reaching Carmen, we were
just in time to hear mass, our routine
everytime we travel this way. Joy
asked me where the safari park was,
I told him it was too expensive.
A few meters away is a place
where all buses stop for passengers
to take their breakfast or lunch.
We found a seat and took
out our baon of rice, fried fish and a
little fried pork I cooked the night
before. We only ordered tinola to fill
us up. Budget is it! when you travel.
This time the picturesque views began
as we enter Catmondaan
and Catmon, all the way up to Sogod.
Here one finds beach resorts lining
up the highway one after the other
and you see glimpses of the sea
through palm trees and beaches.
Since it is early morning,
you can see people sweeping their
yards, feeding chickens and going
about their chores to begin their
day. Village life!🏡🏡🏡🏡
I was already complaining of my
back upon reaching Sogod. Though
I had a pillow on my seat, it still
hurts and made me uncomfortable.
😢😢😢😔😔
Here it goes. We eventually stopped
and I walked, up to the District
Hospital in Sogod, around a good
one and a half kilometer walk.
Oh, the stretched nerves felt good!
Our next stop was in Borbon, where
we ate the juiciest caimito/starapple
on the fruitstands lining up the road
at 80 pesos a kilo. My tumbler of
water was empty as we reached
Tabogon, so we stopped to refill
our tumblers at a roadside store at
a piso piso tubig refilling machine.
Entering the bustling
city of Bogo, I remembered my
dearly beloved father as Hepe here,
years back when it was not a city
yet and just before he retired from
service. And on to Medellin town,
and on to the famed
Aisle of Medellin, a 4-lane 7.5 km
straight highway right in the heart of
sugarcane fields. The only road of
its kind in Cebu, it starts from Brgy.
Dayhagon, birthplace of my father,
to Curva. The Aisle of Medellin,
111 km away from the center of Cebu,
is now a favorite hub of weekend
bikers.
Thanks, Youtube, for this amazing
video!
we were finally on our way to our
barrio.
I booked the place where we were
going to stay two days before we left.
No worries they are still open for
reservations coz Holy Week is still
in two weeks time or was it?
I already forgot, ageing kinks.👴👵
And whalaaa...this our home for
the night.
In the morning, here it is below. A cozy
kubo under a giant tree complete with a
little sala or living room, bed, kitchen
and toilet. There's an aircon, but no
need, at the back of the kubo is the sea.
This is the back, high tide is at
night, so it's cooler and you sleep
with the sound of the waves...and
mosquitoes buzzing on your ears!
😂 It was only on the last day of
our stay that we were able to stroll
around the resthouse/resort
as it is called since there is a need to
hurry back, some things popped up.
Jarapan's Resthouse (link below)
is composed of 8 individual kubo or
thatched-roof huts that dotted the
property. There is also a
clubhouse one can rent for a family
or group but way too expensive
for only 2 persons, my husband
and I. We optedfor a kubo for 2pax.
My honest opinion is that the
place has not yet been fully
renovated or refurbished since
it reopened which is just recently
but it is slowly recovering. Some
areas need repainting and window sills
need repair. Its big plus is the luscious
greenery around. Everywhere you look,
are plants and plants and plants.🌴🌴
🍄🌺🌻🌸🌷🌲🌳 They
made the place cool and cozy. And
tucked in selected corners are restful,
relaxing nooks with benches and
swings, (even a hammock) amidst
bushes of flowers and shrubs...perfect
for a quiet read or small talk. The pool
is small, yet romantic-looking. We
were not able to use it for it is
being cleaned for the coming weekend.
It is busy during Fridays, Saturdays
and Sundays. And the sea, amazing!
Clear waters, and no garbage at all.
Haven't seen starfishes in a long time
...and here, they're all here, in all
their marine glory. Other sea creatures
abound, too.🐟🐠🐡🐬
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