Another hour of tricycle ride from the Guisi Lighthouse did not help my already sore body. It’s a good thing that the monastery has a souvenir shop where we could spend our aches away. Nothing beats retails therapy. Hehe.
It was pretty tranquil within monastery grounds but the noise from speeding tricycles was a bit annoying. It’s seldom that we hear chirping of birds and crickets so that’s how I felt. Like any other monastery, monks rarely (or never) go out in public. In the Trappist Monastery, there’s a designated monk to welcome visitors and even man the cash register at the souvenir shop. You can leave prayer intentions with a small donation for their charity projects.
But the compelling reason for anybody to go to Guimaras is their mango. Try to google Guimaras and you’ll find their claim to have the world’s sweetest mangoes. We tried it and even bought 10 kilos of unripe mangoes to take back to Manila. Verdict: It’s sweet alright but I grew up eating the mangoes of Bataan and Zambales so I’m not sure if Guimaras mangoes are the sweetest. These mango variations all have thin skin and seed so I think a machine should just be used to test the sweetness.
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