I got tired of seeing the same view every day in my jogging route so I wanted to go elsewhere to break the monotony and at the same time to satiate and quench my thirst for adventure.
So instead of wide avenues or even the rubberized tracks , I decided to take the paths less taken. The maze and labyrinth of urban slums, and to make it more challenging, I chose the uphill terrains.
Together with a 14-year old nephew and another cousin, we started our trek in San Antonio Village of Barangay Apas at around 4pm and snaked our way through unfamiliar alleys, asking directions as we go along. Then we passed through a valley within a military reservation park , crossed a makeshift wooden bridge, went down a gorge then up again to converge in Transcentral Highway.
We continued our walk uphill, by this time the sun’s rays were already getting weaker, overwhelmed by the cold mountain breeze. In the distance, the skyscrapers of Cebu Business Park are visible but looked like miniature toys which reminded us of the elevation we’re at. So its time to head home before it gets dark.
Sweating profusely, contented but a bit sad. We’ve seen a lot today, a different part of Cebu that perhaps very few of you have seen. Yes, the view of majestic mountains is spellbinding. But looking around there is another scenery.
The contrast and disparity of life between the haves in their lofty condominiums perched in the mountain side and the have nots in makeshift houses made of tarps along riverbanks and creeks.
Sometimes you cannot help yourself get emotional. You want to change the world but then reality hits you back with the fact that you are merely passing by. A transient caught in between the widening gap of rich and poor.
Exercise goals achieved yet the enormity of inequality remains.
Whew, what an afternoon…….what a life!