I didn’t realize that I was headed down a road barely traveled, until I came to this village in Basey, Samar where the road is as narrow as it can be. It was not in any way undersized, but the residents have taken both sides of the road and laid down their freshly harvested grains for drying under the sun. Only the middle section was clear for traffic, and some sections were only wide enough for a bike to pass through.
This road led to the Sohoton Natural Caves, a local tourist spot in the region, but the more distance I traveled on this road, the more I felt that I am heading towards the middle of nowhere. Then it dawned upon me that I was the only traveler down this road.
This is probably the least friendly place I’ve been to. The usual smiles I elicit from strangers whenever I smile at them seem to be nonexistent. I can feel all eyes staring at me as I walked down the road, umbrella in one hand and camera dangling by my side. Part of this is probably because not many cars pass this way, and I might have been the only person who cared to stop and take photographs. The way to the caves is by boat at the town proper.
Never mind the close up photos, let alone a chat with the locals. I was out of my element. No smiles were coming my way, and it made me feel like I was not welcome. But there is always an exception when it comes to kids.
Back in Basey town proper; a great place to nap overlooking the water.
The local park.
A few daring souls were busy catching, slicing and baking jellyfish on the pier.
This is at Barangay Cabalawan, just across the San Juanico Bridge. A perfect place to cool off.