I spent a night in Guimaras Island prior to my death-defying Masskara Festival Bacolod adventure. It brought my soul peace before the world went up in flames, as you now know.

It was my third time in Guimaras, and despite the short stay, I managed to see a new side of the island and met a handful of locals who are just so damn sweet, too.


In the past, I have always visited the same beach area in Alibuhod, usually coming in from Iloilo or Boracay, as an afterthought. There is so much to see in Guimaras. This time I went to the northern tip, near the windmills, where I also got momentarily stuck due to the typhoon.

This is what I had for breakfast the same day, cooked by a lady in her small kitchen by the road:


A warm, life-affirming bowl of la paz batchoy

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