After Danao, I boarded a minibus from hell to Liloan. I hated the conductor so much because the bus was practically full and he kept getting more and more passengers until the bus was really cramped. He didn’t stop there. After the passengers were cramped into the bus like sardines, he still managed to get five more passengers and let them stand on the isle of the bus (which also served as the only passageway to get in and out of the bus).
Here’s the only picture that shows the entire facade of the church:
San Francisco Rey Parish
After the church, I took a tricycle to Bagacay Point to see the lighthouse.
Lighthouse
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