Sulu: Part 2

After spending days in Jolo and Indanan municipalities in mailand Sulu via a Seair flight from Zamboanga City, our site coordinators and I were off to the small island municipality of Siasi. The island is accessible only by a 6-hour ride via an old, wooden and crowded ship. No list of passengers was made, only ticket stubs were required to enter the ship. As such, I held on tightly to a plastic bag containing my life jacket which had bright neon colors and reflectors all over it (as I brilliantly planned during my previous entry). The chaos inside the ship amid the repeated showing of an old FPJ movie made the trip more interesting. Outside, the long strips of white sand was a feast to the eyes. I was in awe. Boracay beach would pale in comparison.

Siasi is an old island town with grey wooden houses reminiscent of old Philippines. One would surely catch a nostalgic feeling and feel that time stood still. Because there were no lodging inns in the area, we were accommodated at the Mayor's residence. From my room, there was a great view of an old mosque. Wherever I look - people, houses, mosques - all have a sense of antiquity.