It is a personal pilgrimage. To visit my muse, that is. Despite my countless visits, Kawasan’s vigor strikes me as exciting as the first time I set eyes on her. We were supposed to visit this place on New Year’s Day to lead off the year with rush, flow, exuberance. Yes, my personal superstitions. We pushed our trip down south on the fourth and visited the muse on his last day in Cebu. Kawasan has changed. Considerably. Last year’s earthquake collapsed the rocks at the second falls and the tiny falls between the first and the second. The lanky guy […]
Kawasan Falls Cebu Philippines I have an obsession with rivers, living, rushing rivers. They burst with life. They are destined to flow, to be perpetually moving. They never know what stagnation feels like. When I think of a living river, I think of Kawasan—my favorite among the many rivers I have trekked and been to. Kawasan’s location is remarkable. Most living rivers I have known are in the bosoms of mountain ranges, cocooned in the great unknown; while Kawasan is the tail of the entire river system—a wilderness found at a walkable distance from the highway. During my last traverse […]
“Piyesta ron sa among parokya, day! Naay daghang kaon! Pwede mo maimbitar?” said a man in his early 50s drinking on the shore with younger men. I knew they were curious about my companion, a beautiful Japanese maiden. “Libre, K’ya?” I smirked. It is hard to say no to food. “O, oy! Dali! Adto ta ninyo!” I told Midori about it. She was game for it. The then-chapel by the road leading to Kawasan is now a church. And most of its surroundings are cemented.