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Dashing Dumaguete


I went to Dumaguete in 2010 on two separate occasions and I'm glad I did for it brings so much magic to every traveler's bucket list. It's a city within the confines of a university and motorcycles are everywhere nevertheless, it is a city that brags on rural and urban fusion. Pristine and Calm.
How to Get There:

Take a bus from Citylink located in downtown Cebu and it will take you to Santander, the town at the tip of the Cebu province. Travel time from Cebu to Santander is roughly 5-6 hours. Then you take the 25-min boat ride to the island. There will be plenty of taxis and jeepneys you can negotiate to take you to the City proper.


the island from the boat's vantage point


GOING AROUND
Dumaguete is a fairly small town that thrives on the presence of the American-founded Silliman University. It is literally a town within a school campus. You can go anywhere on the campus and see shops and houses almost like inside the vicinity. A few things to see in the city are the university, of course, the belfry, sunrise, and sunset from the boulevard and the Forest Camp.

the old world belfry

The Beautiful sunrise taken near the Seaside


thank you signage in a resto near the  boulevard


edit: I found out a couple of years later after this is posted that there were a lot of beautiful places around Dumaguete that I haven't been to during the times that I've been there. This is might be a good call to come back in a few months' time.

river gone dry



wish I may...wish I might at the Forest Camp wishing well



crossing the hanging bridge


Camp all you can

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