The kind nun toured us to the place where we met old men and women abandoned by their families. They all smiled upon seeing us. Aliada and I cried for we were deeply touched.
At present, this haven for the old people takes good care of 47 residents aged 67 to 95. The residents sang a happy birthday song for director Burlat who was filled with enthusiasm upon seeing the residents’ happy faces.
After spending quality time with the residents, we had a dinner in a restaurant and later proceeded to a resort in Patar beach where we checked in.
Tired, we all slept by past 9 p.m. The next morning, it seemed to be a beautiful, adventurous day, a Wednesday for it was a holiday in the first day of May.
The white sands and clear salty water of the beach at Max N Resort in Sitio Abrac was alluringly enchanting in spite of morning’s heat.
Our driver, Pedrito Fajutnao, told us we were first to visit the Bolinao lighthouse, the country’s second tallest lighthouse, (which stands 351 feet above sea level). The said tourist site gives a panoramic view of the West Philippine Sea.
We ate our late lunch in an open-air restaurant and tried its specialty, a big alimango (crab), which the restaurant is named after, as well as other food like its poqui-poqui, a Filipino eggplant and scrambled eggs dish.
Next after, we passed by the fascinating Enchanted Cave, then we went to the Old Rock where we saw a beach resort and a hotel. It’s a nature themed leisure place built with unique rock patterns situated at the coastline of Barangay Arnedo. It is so lovely that I thought I was in James Hilton’s Lost Horizon. We stayed there a little longer, and I had my shower there.
Before we went to falls as our last of our tour’s itinerary, we wanted to see a historic church in Bolinao. It’s St. James the Great Parish Church where the first mass was held in the Philippines, with a marker of Blessed Odorico, or Odoric of Pordenone, a Franciscan friar and missionary from Italy. I was really mesmerized by the church’s face and its antiquated architectural design inside as I prayed solemnly for a safe return home.
As we were about to go back to Manila, I promised to return to Bolinao that has left an indelible mark in my memory bank as we were fed by a combination of religious and historically scenic attractions.
Truly in Bolinao, I came, I saw, and I smiled.