Dumaguete City is where my heart is. These are latest photos of the boulevard around six in the morning. I love to drive around, while the city streets are less chaotic, my morning routine is to pick up newspaper, fresh bread and cheese. A quick coffee in Why Not gets me going for the day ahead. The boulevard is still half asleep before rush hours and I enjoyed my cup of coffee with the scenery and reminiscing college days where boulevard is just a stone throw away from Silliman University. We used to hang out here after exams whether just to hang loose or have a drink or two in nearby pubs and restaurants that lined along the boulevard.





Although I have lived in big cities, I still long to be in my small home town from time to time. Every time the plane lands in Dumaguete airport, there's always a sigh of relief "whew I'm home!". Dumaguete City is known to be the city of gentle people and as a university town. The former is becoming unpopular these days with the consequences of a growing city, the crime rate had risen enormously like any other growing city.
3 comments:
Your place looks clean!
I, too, am a probinsyana at heart :) Will always feel at home in Surigao.
the city general services just past by a while ago when I took the pics, kaya linis pa. :-)
there really is no place like home!
Post a Comment