Wandered around town on the second day with my habal-habal driver from Siquijor pantalan the previous day, Dennis. First stop on Sunday: the over a century-old house in Enrique Villanueva. The house definitely looks like it has weathered a century of the elements and inhabitants. It is as picturesque as anything: an aging lola, an apo yearning to join the men fishing in due time, fisherman rigging their boats before going out to sea. Another Sunday at seaside, Siquijor.
