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San Vicente | Palawan. Counting solitary strides.
Taj Mahal | India. A teardrop on the cheek of time
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Nikko | Japan. See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil in this UNESCO heritage town.
Counting temples in Bagan | Myanmar.
Chasing UNESCO World Heritage Sites in Sri Lanka.
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Inaul Festival | Maguindanao. In homage of a weaving tradition

Counting Chocolate Hills | Bohol

As a young 3rd grade version of Markyramone, I remember being shown pictures of different places in the Philippines. The Banaue rice terraces, Taal volcano, the near perfect cone of Mayon volcano, Rizal statue at Luneta Park, the white sand beaches of Mindoro and of course the Chocolate Hills of Bohol.

I've kept all these images in my mind and as I grew older and gotten fascinated with traveling, I made it a point to go and see these places before my eyes, not as still photographs, but in person with me behind a camera taking an actual photograph.

Kara Hizon

I've seen the rice terraces and it blows me away as I remember standing and looking around at the rice paddies forming up like stairways to heaven. I've seen Taal volcano up close and it makes a great background to every photograph even if it were taken by a man who is the worst at holding a camera.

Mishi Magno

I haven't seen Mayon up close, especially now that its turning up to erupt once again. Now would be the perfect time to go see it, but I'm writing this as a narrative of my experience in seeing the Chocolate hills up close and so Mayon volcano would probably wait up for the upcoming entries in this blog.

Chocolate Hills is always included in those yearly 7 natural wonders of the world online poll. Usually it makes the cut, because of the obvious reason that most Filipinos are online poll junkies and would vote for anything related to the Philippines.

It might be biased or not, I still preferred to include Chocolate Hills to my list of places to see at the start of 2009 not because of that, but due to my earlier memories of those photographs about the Philippines that my 3rd grade teacher showed us one day. With a month to go before 2009 would bid adios, I found myself on a ferry from Cebu to Tagbilaran, Bohol.

I was looking forward to a brief rest at the white sand beaches of Panglao island in Bohol, that thought excited me, but knowing also that I'll finally see the Chocolate shaped hills of Bohol makes the trip extra special.

Upon reaching the port of Tagbilaran, a pre-arranged van picked me up and drove me to the scenic countryside of Bohol., Our stops included a brief meeting with the Philippine Tarsier (which I noted in an earlier blog entry, about tourism promotion actually doing more bad than good), the Baclayon Church, the site of the blood compact, the hanging bamboo bridge and the so called "man made forest." (trees that were planted 30 years ago - a practice more people should start doing right now).

Then our last destination before Panglao Island was the Chocolate Hills., The van rolled up to one of the hills where a viewing deck was constructed for visitors to take pictures and stare at the rest of the Chocolate Hills. There were about 75 steps to get to the top of the viewing deck. When I went there (and I imagine it is like that on any given day) there were many tourists, both local and foreign.

I had to wait for my turn to pose for a photograph that will feature the rolling hills behind me, I opted not to do those silly poses of jumping, of pointing your finger at the tip of a hill and the super silly one, the "riding a broomstick" pose. Instead I had my own version of stupid poses.

After this picture was taken, I looked down on my feet and saw a Sony digital camera, I sheepishly asked for the owner of the camera in my low volume voice, but a few Koreans just stared back at me with clueless delight until a Caucasian dude saw me holding his camera. He thanked me to no end to the point of offering me a 500-peso reward. I thought of receiving the reward but decided against it as it really did not took me an effort to find his camera, it just rolled down to my feet. However I felt good afterward knowing I saved some man (and probably his family who were with him) the sorrow of losing his travel photographs, something that would also drive me mad if it happened to me.

Anyway, I stayed there for half an hour just looking ahead, familiarizing myself with the scene making sure the image of the Chocolate Hills would be etched in my mind not that of old photographs shown at school, but something I've seen recently and with my own eyes. I took a dozen photographs in various angles and shutter and aperture settings, black and white, vivid and more vivid to portraits.

Then I went down the steps in a slow manner, half bent on leaving, half on staying. When i left the place riding the van that would take me to Panglao Island, I realized that Chocolate Hills, although it might not be "hands down" as one of the 7 Natural Wonders of The World, was still an awesome sight, an unusual scene of rolling hills formed magically through millions of years of existence, a sight reminding you that, it didn't form itself naturally and that someone up there might have thought about this and created it. Whether it's God or not, absolutely someone conjured it to make it appear like that, rolling chocolate shaped hills and it does not melt in your hand nor your mouth, but it stays with your consciousness.