Breaking Dawn at Silay City
It was me who chose to go to Negros on Sunday morning…on a very unholy hour of the first flight. I would rather make the most out of that Sunday, that’s why my Airphil Express flight was the first one bound for Bacolod–and still no signs of Typhoon “Juan” back then…Good! Now at least I’ll get to start my day by going around at “Paris of Negros”…Ciudad Silay.
It was around 6am when we landed at Bacolod-Silay Airport, about 20 kilometers from Bacolod City center. The night before was raining, obviously because of the wet pavement. Anyhow, I got out of the airport the cheapest way possible, and that’s the tricycle….
For only P10 along with other passengers, manong driver will zoom you out and all the way to the highway. Dirty cheap as compared to air-conditioned shuttle vans that charge you P150 (more expensive than its Iloilo counterparts of P70 one way!) Since it was too early for me to go to Bacolod, I just had a leisurely stroll at Silay City’s centro historico.
El Ideal was still closed. Darn it! I should’ve eaten that famed guapple pie!
The plaza looks serene. Even the main road, Rizal Street, is still waking itself up. In the Visayas, they say, there’s nothing to be hurried about–and obviously its a Sunday!
The Pro-Cathedral of Silay or San Diego de Alcala Pro-Cathedral is full of church-goes for the early morning mass. As I walked through main road, passing by some of the pre-World War II buildings such as the Baldevia Building and the renovated RCBC bank (partially by Dinky Von Eisendel, an urban planner). The row of concrete arcaded buildings reminded me of downtown Calle Real of Iloilo City–although smaller, but still in better shape.
Other than those neo-classical buildings, row houses of bahay na bato or “Antillan” architecture dominate the street scene. Notably, that of the house of Bernandino, or known as the “Pink House.”
Still earlier in the morning, Silay City is relaxed–no hurry. Still living a genteel life after the ups and downs of the sugar economy. Its quarter to 7am–and I should go to Bacolod City to bring my bag and rest for a while at my lola’s place. I’ll leave Silay–for now. Because a few hours later, I’ll be back.
Breaking dawn at Ciudad Silay with the aroma of molasses all over. What a great thing to start up my day in Sugarlandia of the Philippines!
Maayong aga Nakatundang Negros! Magasugod na ko sa akon nga adventure sa subong nga adlaw!