PH Skip: Caramoan? Naga, Actually. (Third of Three Parts)

This is the third of a three-part series. Although reading this on its own still works, you can read the first and second parts here and here just in case you want more stories than what’s here.

We woke up quite early in the morning on the third day of our Labor Day weekend at Caramoan, and got ready to leave. We were still hung-over with the beach and the sea, but we had a whole-day drive ahead of us, so it was best to get going.

We left Caramoan at around 7:00AM, having done our souvenir shopping the day before. Also, we braced ourselves for the roads ahead β€” rough, bumpy, swerving roads ahead, that we didn’t get to prepare for when we were traveling to.

  • Prepare for rough roads and dizziness. The road as you near Caramoan is really rough and winding, so if you’re not used to it, drink anti-motion sickness meds two hours before your projected arrival.
  • Also, we learned that if you wanted to sleep, don’t lean on anything. Just sit up straight, and let the air cradle you like a baby in a violently rocking chair. (Beats your head being beat up by the window or your neck being massacred by the back rest.)

We arrived at Naga City around lunch, and BEHOLD, BETTER MOBILE DATA. It was at Naga where I posted my first trip photo, and where my phone almost exploded with notifications.

Based on our trip schedule, we were supposed to go to CWC (Camsur Watersports Complex), but we opted to skip it since we’ve all already been there. We headed to our first stop instead.

First stop: Minor Basilica of Our Lady of PeΓ±afrancia

Look at that window there, Ahh, details.

Of course, we had to go here. I’m not Catholic, but I am an (ex-)architect, so anything habitable is always something worth going to. I’ve been to this minor basilica for a couple of times since university, and the stained glass windows (among others) still never fail to amaze me.

  • Mass wasn’t being held when we got there, but when there isΒ mass when you’re there, normal etiquette applies.
  • The dish in front of the basilica was accessible… eight years ago. If you can sneak a peek, take a look at its ceiling. (We weren’t able to do this since we had too much fun taking jumpshots.)
from left: Franco, Kevin, Kim, Bettina, Ianna, Kim Paulo, me, Moises, and Mario.

Too much fun taking jumpshots.

 

 

Second stop: Bob Marlin’s

We stopped by Bob Marlin’s along Magsaysay Avenue for lunch. Their menu is a mixture of the usual Filipino dishes and the specialty dishes of Naga.

  • Don’t be shy to ask the waiter or any of the staff for a blank plate and a marker.
So you can do this.

Third Stop: Colonial

We didn’t get dessert ar Bob Marlin’s as we headed to our last stop: Colonial. It’s said to be the home of the original sili (chili) ice cream β€” and chili is something you rarely find in ice cream.

THEY EVEN HAVE THREE LEVELS FOR IT AND THE REDDER YOUR ICE CREAM IS THE HOTTER THEY SAY IT IS

Level 1: Mild.

Level: Volcano. Look at that chili right there.

My friends say the mildest level tasted like bicol express, a specialty viand of meat and chili named after the province itself.

I laughed. It did taste like bicol express. All that was left to do was to order rice and dump the ice cream on top.

But, man, was it still spicy.

This was our last stop for the weekend; and as I stepped into the van and got ready for another half-day drive, I looked back at the photos of the weekend.

Stories. Adventures. Laughs and walks.

The roads may be winding and the seats may hurt, but that weekend was worth it.

Oh so worth it.

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