we braved strong winds...
unaware of typhoon frank to also hit the north of cebu, we rode a bus heading to medellin, cebu where we would be visiting dad and attending the fiesta the day after. me and my husband were on a different adventure. it was quite an experience. it was my first time to be in such a stormy ordeal. this was not anything i have imagined. we were traveling on a reallly bad weather. we rode the 6 p.m. bus going to medellin. normally, it could have only been a three-hour ride with all the stop-overs but the typhoon held us captive in the streets. power and telephone posts gave way. trees fell on the roads and blocked our way. the town officials had to help out and clear the road from those fallen trees. we were praying to God that He would bring us all home safely to our families. it was almost 4 a.m. (can you believe that?) when we got off the bus. we still had to walk a few meters from the guardhouse in order to reach home. there was power blackout. with optimism still residing in us, we tho...