Czeched!: P.I. in pics (part 2)

SURIGAO

I was born and raised in a once sleepy town called Carrascal in Surigao del Sur. I moved to Cebu in the early 90s to study and since then only came to visit Carrascal for holidays and sometimes, not even once a year. I've since considered Cebu City as my home, but even this is now left in question as Prague has weaved itself as such. Still, I'm grateful to Carrascal for shaping and molding me to someone that I actually like, haha.

It was its fiesta when we visited the town in July. It was A's first Philippine fiesta experience. The compulsory food binging must have been something for him. I can't count how many lechons we had to sample, how many slices of cake we had to taste, how many servings of humba we had to stuff in our stomach. Gikabuhi ko pagkahuman.

What I love most about Carrascal is its empty beaches and how you can have your pick of black, white or even red sand to go with them. We were beach bums day in and day out, for a week.

The road frequently travelled to and from Carrascal. It's a three-hour bumpy ride from Surigao City which guarantees you ending up having ginger hair when you reach the town with all this red dust blowing everywhere.

Skimboarding is the new in thing in Carrascal. We watched this skimboarding competition right on our arrival in the town.

Trisikads as the means of transport. We preferred to walk but the tropical heat and humidity made us change our mind.

Pigging-out in action. This was the third house we went to for lunch on July 16. I swear if I ate more than few bites of chocolate cake I would pass out. And we still had to go visit a fourth and fifth house!

At the fourth house. Aguy, lechon nasad! We definitely begged off from having another bite of it.

Finally, food binging was over. Time for a dip at Candido Beach to burn those calories. This is one of my favorite beaches ever. A candid shot by A when we docked at Candido. This beach is a 15-minute boat ride from the town. I texted my friend Nemsie (in white shirt), who owns several boats for fishing, if we could rent one to take us there. Less than half an hour later she came telling us the boat is ready when we are. (With Nemsie's husband, Raul and my sister Michelle.)