| one of the pebbly beaches in San Bernardo |
As a rule I don’t start a story with the hackneyed ‘ask a
question’ style. Most experienced readers abandon a story at the sight of the
question mark on the first two lines of a write-up. But I see no better way to
start this story other than a probing question. But as I have already given you
this prelude, I have already saved my rule.
Limasawa! What comes to your mind when you hear the name? Most
of us would think of the first Catholic mass in the Philippines. After that,
nada! Some of us don’t even know where Limasawa is. I, for one, never knew that
it was just south of the province where I grew up until my history professor
taught us to put emphasis on the root saysay
in Kasaysayan. Sadly, the DECS (now DepEd) of my time was more interested in
feeding us with plenty of trivia instead of the saysay of each story in history. As long as I could verbalize a
fact, that was enough. I never bothered to investigate where Limasawa is. And
that is the reason why Limasawa had remained trivial, unlocatable and
uninteresting for me for a very long time. And if you try, you’ll find out that
Limasawa has also remained uninteresting to most travel bloggers in the
country. But I don’t blog. I tell stories. So here is the story of a place
which made me stay longer than I had stayed in any other travel destination.

