At last we arrive in Danao City. It has been a pleasant trip seeing all the sights along the way. My desire to see Danao comes from another Kano that I met back home in Sacramento CA. He was visiting the US with his Cebuana wife and their mestiso son and their home was in Danao. He spoke so highly of the area that I have always pictured this tranquil small town by the sea as a possible future home for Goyo. Alas, time was beyond my control so was not able to stay very long but I at least got to see the downtown area. Next trip I will explore some more. In the meantime let’s have a look around.
Centrally located is a park with swings and other playground equipment for the young ones.
Our ride. This is called a multicab. There are many varieties of this vehicle. One can be had as a pickup, a van, a general utility vehicle or as a passenger vehicle. The passenger vehicles ply certain routes and operate much as a bus would in the US except they will stop to pick up or drop off at any location along their route. Today our ride is not picking up other passengers as he is rented for the whole day. They come in 6 or 12 passenger versions (although more are often squeezed in). This one is a 12 passenger version.
Side and rear of the vehicle. Although without air conditioning they are open on the sides to allow the breeze to freely flow while traveling.
Sssshhhh! Don’t honk that horn! Danao is a quiet place.
Looking up the street at the mountains behind Danao.
In the other direction, a single tricycle driver heads toward the sea.
A statue. Who is this?
Ah, Ramon “Mano Amon” M. Durano, Sr. The father of Danao City.
Another view of the town square.
Looking out to the sea. Between the trees I can see a ferry going to another island. Perhaps, Bohol, Leyte or maybe CDO on Mindanao.
A cannon. OH NO! Wait a minute, don’t fire that cannon! There’s a ferry out there with innocent women and children on board. Stop! Stop!
Another statue. This is one of Dr. Jose Rizal, a Philippine National Hero and a Martyr of the Philippine Rebellion. He was executed by the Spanish in 1896. An author, one of his most famous writings is the poem ”Mi Ultimo Adios” written on the eve of his execution. It begins,
Farewell, beloved Country, treasured region of the sun,
Pearl of the sea of the Orient, our lost Eden!
To you eagerly I surrender this sad and gloomy life;
And were it brighter, fresher, more florid,
Even then I’d give it to you, for your sake alone.
I encourage all to read the entire poem, it is very moving. You can read it here: http://www.carayanpress.com/ultimo.html
Another Plaque. Let’s see what this one says. Hmm. The mayor is Durano. The vice mayor is Durano. Three of the councilors are Durano. Hmmm. Hey, if I move to Danao I’m going to change my name to Durano! LOL!
Leaving the town square and heading for the church one finds these vendors along the way.
A few minutes ago these children were begging for some Pesos. I gave them some and now they are buying somethng to eat. A smile comes to my face. I’m glad I could help them even a little bit.
This lady saw me taking pictures and yelled “posing, posing”. So she ran to her stall and posed for me. After I took the picture I looked at the display on my camera and said “Ah, ka gwapa!”, which means “Ah, so beautiful”. She and all her friends broke out laughing at that point. Another reminder of why I love Cebu. The people are so warm, smiling and laughing even though their daily lives are a struggle.
More smiling faces. Nobody can smile like the young girls of Cebu.
The church at Danao. Every town has it’s own church. The People of the Philippines are approximately 80% Roman Catholic. This results from over 300 years of Spanish occupation.
Side of church.
Huge doors along the side are left open to allow the breezes to come inside the church.
St. Tomas de Villanueva. A magnificent structure it was originally built in 1755. However, the church itself was destroyed during WWII and only the front of the church below survived. It was rebuilt in 1946 and refurbished again in 1981.
Looking back at the side.
Other side of the church. Very shady.
Inside of the church.
The original building stones.
These candle sellers were waiting outside of the church and we’re glad to pose for me.
Anahaw tree. The national leaf of the Philippines.
Public C R (toilet). Cost is P1. Don’t know what would happen if you have no money. Fortunately I had one peso. Haha.
Maybe they’ve had a lot of people run over here? LOL. Texting is big time in Cebu as it is much less expensive to send a text than to call someone on the cellphone. But don’t text while crossing the street. Best to be alert.
Another young lady. She had some kind of homemade noisemaker with her and would sing and dance for a few pesos. I asked to take her picture and she consented and I gave her some pesos and off she went.
Danao Public Market.
Looks just like a flea market or swap meet in the US.
More of the public market.