Magandang Gensan!


Magandang Gensan!

More than a decade has passed, I can still recall my bosses at work flying to Gensan for a couple of times due to a project closed in that part of Mindanao. Young as I was, I used to wonder if I ever had that chance, what am I to see in Gensan? Thinking of it, a World Champion Filipino boxer comes first to my mind and the tunas taking the second place. So what else?

Even if flying to Gensan City meant work for me, reaching a place for the first time, the excitement has always been there.

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I should be thankful for a “wifi zone”… though I had to go down from my room from time to time…

Since I can’t do without coffee, I had to rent a tricycle to go around the city and locate the nearest coffee shop. Much to my surprise, there are a lot. I found this one.

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Coffee 101..Gensan’s version of Starbucks, I assumed.

Just beside it, is a famous restaurant. As recommended by my staff, I had to try it during one weekend.

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Grab a crab!
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=)
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Largest menu I’ve ever seen…
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And the tallest carrot juice I’ve ever had…

My visit at that time, was election month, as advised, stay indoors as much as possible. I listened at times, but most of the time, I did not.

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In my hotel…
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And another…
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This is Robinson;s Mall’s facade…
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Been here twice…incidentally, one of the therapist who handled me is from my hometown, Laguna.
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A piped-in music is playing..
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I especially like their shower. so thin and soft to the skin.
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These tiny yellow flowers abound in the sidewalks..lovely to behold.
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And since my cashier is in yellow, I had to convince her for a souvenir photo. =)
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It was a peaceful yet “missing my loved ones back home” stay…
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Thankful that my flight back home is in the afternoon, I went to Citra Mina to hoard tuna, blue marlin & gindaras. Only to find out later that they have a branch in Sucat. ehehe..Staff here are very accommodating, very professional, and they packed our boxes neatly enough for the officers to okay it boarding time.

I’m sorry to misplaced my photos from the Tuna park, from where I witnessed the whopping, over-sized fish like literally “Big fish”…

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I just got this one…(–,)

I heard that Sarangani highlands is an interesting place to visit too, and for nature-tripping, just nearby is a falls, some cave as well and of course the pristine beaches. I am so agitated to share this right away, I actually spent hours looking for the picture I’ve taken of Mt. Apo because its’ donning her unspoiled beauty right in front of the airport. I took it while waiting for my plane to arrive. I hope to catch up soon. Lesson learned: Immediately transfer photos to a usb or keep some media cards handy.

All I can say is that the city deserves its name for all its’ meaning.

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-An only daughter. A mother of an 18 year old son. Passionate with so many things. A lover of life itself. First of which is to write. Then, sing (I specifically love the stage), read, cook, travel & take beautiful pictures (photography) and scrap booking, all of which are my own way of coping with life's challenges. Friends usually associate me with the color violet. I love this color so much! Though, I love pink, red, teal, orange, yellow, blue as well! Coffee is my water and my happy food is cheesecake topped w/ blueberries, yogurt, sansrival and cream puff. I mastered fettuccine carbonara because that is one of my favorite food as well, along w/ broccoli, prawns and mushrooms. Secretly, I love "Stitch" - that grinning indigo pup. =) Seriously, I dream to become a philanthropist (starting off by providing shelter to street children in our country) and a famous author someday. I'm just waiting for God's time for my first book to be published.- It took me years to decide to blog, more so to write and have it out in the open. As I used to write even when I was a teenager, and I just keep them on file. It was my outlet. Approaching the year they say where life begins, or If I may say, the sweeter life. It was a year full of emotions. As I lost my father a year before and I guess in one way or another, the unfathomable sadness prompted me to pour them out in my writings and share them to the world, hoping it might lighten the heaviness of my heart. I live now with my son and mother, as a mother and as a daughter (as a friend and a sister), this has made me be ready to finally do what I am meant to do. Even If there's a lot that I wanted to do. This came first, like a first love that occupied a special place in my heart. It's a looong process, tiring, frustrating, exciting. The best part? is the happiness it brings. Even if things around seems all so wrong. It's like having my own place under the sun. My own safe and happy rainbowed world. At times, there's guilt as well, for I strongly believe, writing (like singing) is a talent God has gifted us. We ought to use it and maximize it, in our littlest way, share it to mankind, for His glory. I just had a few distractions over the years and to realize that it is never too late to be who we ought to be, I have this very strong feeling, now is the time. All my life, I have decided on things that made me happy, this is one of those. I may never be a winner of those best blogs that have been awarded to talented writers/ bloggers and I don't mind, there are strikes of being envious, but according to my father, there are two kinds of being envy. There's envy that is so negative, it'll hamper you from doing good and there's an envy that makes you happy for them, or seeing yourself in their shoes, I think, the kind of envy in me, is the latter. Like celebrities who missed an Oscar, while the film was watched by the whole world, she/he did not mind, it's like knowing what counts best, and it's the capacity to share your talents to anyone who wants to receive it, without asking anything in return. Expressing what's in my heart and mind on every occasion (which happens to be daily) and being happy about it is like a prize already. Happy reading!(--,)

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