
Basking under artificial light
Maribago Bluewater Beach Resort is not really my typical beach haven compared to other beaches I’ve been to in the north. Crablets seemed to have invaded their artificial shorelines and made walking around the beach area on barefoot quite uncomfortable. Either I might crush one of these creatures or I risk losing a toe. My feet simply missed those smooth white sands that define most of the beaches in Luzon.

Allegro Restaurant at night
But Maribago’s facilities and the hospitality of people made up for what is lacking. After dinner, we went around the beach and saw how lovely the place was at night. The lights made the entire beach landscape appear more like a fantasy island than a resort. We went to The Cove, a bar and restaurant that allows you to choose from a selection of live fishes, seafood and appetizer recipes and drinks.

The way to The Cove
And there’s this cold sea breeze blowing from the north. So we got out frolicking along the shore in our rubber shoes.

Cebu guitars
We spotted a souvenir shop and a guitar store near Mactan Shrine after a heavy sutukil lunch. The souvenir shops in the area do not offer that much except for cute wooden key chains I bought at P15 each and Cebu shirts at P70. Locals peddled their dried mangoes and otap to tourists. But these varieties can also be found at any SM Mall or fast food joint where some kids approach dining customers with a letter from vague organizations and sell dried mangoes at absurd prices.
Somehow these pasalubong top guns have lost their magic leaving the Cebu guitar the sole pride of the island.

Tuning up a mahogany guitar
We passed by a guitar store and the colorful displays attracted us inside. Manong, the storekeeper who has been in the industry long before the invasion of remote control helicopters, played a couple of tunes on at least three units. His highly recommended piece was the mahogany guitar. To demonstrate the strength of mahogany guitars, he hit the cemented floor with one. Crazy, ‘no? But that demo certainly proved the point. The strength of Cebu guitars lies in quality materials and workmanship. Mayan finally decided to buy herself a small but nice mahogany guitar for only P1,000. Someday it might just come in handy.

It was our second day at Maribago Bluewater Beach Resort after a long night spent on the slopes of Mountain View with Cat and her friends. We were up as early as seven in the morning to catch the sunrise at the beach. I remember reading somewhere that morning is one of the best parts of the day to get your camera working and take those nice picturesque shots.

I was still in my jammies when my friend and I headed down the beach. The resort was quiet and still like a drug treatment and recreation center for recuperating alcoholics (hehe). We passed by Allegro Restaurant where we were greeted by an ongoing buffet breakfast and cottages along the beach occupied by tourists. Koreans taking their holidays on this part of Mactan Island were still in their beds, probably exhausted from days spent on too much swimming.

Maribago beach looked artificial to me. I think this part of the resort was a reclaimed land, and the sand, as they say, could have been imported from neighboring Bohol. Crabs were crawling up to the shores and starfishes abound. At a certain distance was the sea, or maybe part of the Magellan Strait that separates Mactan Island from Cebu proper. A couple of resorts, and perhaps a drug treatment center, populate the Maribago shorelines.

Cebu is not exactly known for nice beaches but mangoes, otap, lechon and the population’s love for music.