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In Davao City, the letter "d" stands for durian. |
If black ants are marching in a long, busy line in your cottage in
Davao City, consider it a propitious sign. It means the fruits you
bought, be they rambutan, mangosteen or that stinky bomb called durian,
are sweet.
With its land area of more than 2,000 square kilometers, it may be
easy to get lost in the city or literally be taken for a ride by
aggressive private van drivers who ply the visitors freshly off the
plane with roomy vehicles that can facilitate a city tour. These same
drivers claim that taxis are disallowed from the arrival premises, and
this practice doesn't give a good first impression of the city touted as
the most honest.
It's best not to take their word for it and wait for a regular cab.
The cabbie will frankly tell you that decades of draconian city
leadership have made them fearful of taking advantage of tourists, let
alone those from their own country. The information desk comes replete
with glossy guides and maps to aid the first-timers who haven't had time
scroll through food and travel blogs on recommended places.
Even the
cabbie knows his city well enough to recommend what spots not to miss.
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Twilight view from Samal Island |
September may be an odd month to take a break, but the timing
couldn't be better. It is the height of the durian season where a kilo
of the fruit is down to P25. The weather in this part of the country is
also assuredly beach weather, with the occasional passing rains or
overcast skies that may mar your view of the sunset over the city from
nearby Samal Island.
An island getaway has become possible to a democratic mass with many
resorts to choose from-- from the high end to the lowbrow. The 15-minute
ferry to and from Samal costs only P30 a person. Locals advise getting
there early morning, spending the entire day sunning and swimming, even
ziplining, then back to the city on the last 5 p.m. boat.
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Budbud with swirls of chocolate |
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Baked scallops |
Resort meals are also affordable and generous. Go for the seafood, whether prepared as
sinigang
soured by mashed tamarind fruit (not an instant mix) or a family-size
pizza with fat shrimps among the toppings. Expect the shrimps to come
large and juicy anywhere in a city where a food crisis is unheard of.
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Chattering lory |
A weekend leaves time to check out the Philippine Eagle Center in the
Baguio district. The fauna in captivity (eagles, owls, crocodiles,
hogs, monkeys) in large cages and sheds live under a larger canopy of
trees, a simulation of a tropical rainforest where the temperature goes
down when one enters the forest.
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Mixed media work of Charlie Frenal using durian skin and found at Museo Dabawenyo |
A confirmation of how wide the wingspan of the country's national
bird comes at Museo Dabawenyo on Pichon street where a stuffed
Philippine eagle is displayed with wings spread out. If the sight of
that isn't enough to induce pride of place, what else would? The
museum's contents (miniature tribal houses, mannequins in indigenous
people's costumes, musical instruments, old typewriters, prize-winning
photos of the Kadayawan Festival) give a glimpse of the city's
historical and cultural heritage. Center educator Leonisa Llapitan can
utter the old names of Davao like an incantation: Davuh, Duhwow, Dabaw,
Dabu.
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Philippine eagle at rest |
More fauna sightings await visitors at Crocodile Park that is also
home to the feathered species like the
red-plumed chattering lory and
talking mynah. A bird show on weekends attracts groups of senior
citizens and the more awed, less fearful children who have no
compunction about volunteering to toss food in the air while a bird of
prey swoops down to catch it or posing with a baby crocodile, its mouth
taped shut by its keeper.
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Crocodile named Pangil as still as a statue |
An evening must be set aside for a panoramic view of the city, spread
out like a queen's twinkling jewels from a vantage point at Jack's
Ridge on Shrine Hill, followed by dinner of the south's famed chicken
barbecue and grilled tuna belly washed down with cold beer.
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Nighttime view of Davao City from Jack's Ridge |
If there is room for dessert, head down to Lola Abon's durian candy
shop which carries almost all variations one can do on the durian from
pastillas
to mousse. Their durian ice cream is perfect for initiates who find the
actual fruit too overwhelming. The ice cream has the distinctive smell
and has plenty of the fruit's fiber. This shop is admirable for choosing
to maintain its standards of quality and turning down a giant mall's
offer to go nationwide.
The city is a thriving, throbbing story of the big little town that
could. Even gasoline is cheap so the commuter in a tricycle is charged
only seven pesos. That ride would've cost P14 -15 in a small National
Capital Region village. One leaves with a sense of "I can live here for
good."--
Text and photos by Elizabeth Lolarga
First published by Vera Files / Yahoo Philippines, Sept. 18, 2012.
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