Mindanao, the Philippines’s second largest island has a veil of mystery draped around her. Feared by the uninformed but loved by those who know her true worth and beauty. This series is my tribute for Mindanao, where I’ve been crisscrossing over the years and where a part of me also comes from. A flash of colors, the beating of drums as well as the ritual chanting of tribal spiritualists marked the start of the Kaamulan Festival street dancing in Malaybalay, Bukidnon, my first experience for such an event and fitting start for my series of travels in the northern and western side of Mindanao.
I’m no stranger to these places but for the past few years of being based in Makati, I have limited my visits to occasional if not zero to this part of the country. After writing about Maitum in Sarangani, I’ve shifted to the northern and western part of Mindanao.
A whirlwind of bus trips, as much as 10-12 hours on the road, amazing sceneries and cities, great places and food that only Mindanao can offer. Strap on and prepare for an adventure into the many secrets and beautiful places that I’ve visited in many provinces in a span of more than three weeks! Enjoy the ride!
Hahahaha. Grabe. I didnt noticed this move when we were on that side. Uniquely executed. I salute you bai. :-).
nihigda pa ko ani sa dalan bai 🙂
loved the photo u had for this bai. wa gyud ko kaadto bukidnon when u were there
i would have preferred to see a lot of pics of what you are writing about. like this north and west mindanao article. i love to “see” home. thanks.
Gino, its in the succeeding posts. Some more to come.