We arrived at their place in the afternoon, 3 PM, more or less, and was introduced to the T’bolis by my guide. Some of them were weaving but have to stop for this picture taking. One of them was from Negros island who married a T’boli and now a part of the clan. They offered me necklaces, handbags, embroideries, anklets, and bracelets. I bought the one with the red sidings. It was the only remaining three meters which costs me Php500/meter. They said that in the city it could fetch a hefty Php1000+ per meter.
My guide was once a CAFGU member, in AWOL. So, I have no qualms about where we were passing or having some short cuts. Well, I was waiting to be kidnapped along the way as what I’ve heard from the news about tourists visiting Mindanao. But beforehand, I was already armed with information about Surallah, and Lake Sebu, South Cotabato. There are more Catholics than Muslims living in the place and plenty of motorcycles wherever you want to go.
The national highway was concrete but some roads leading to tourist spots were in the process of being rehabilitated. The place is still growing economically and physically as what the following photos will show. Here they are:
St. John the Baptist church in Lake Sebu under the diocese of Marbel