Sitting 6-kilometers northeast of its city location, Maria, accessible through the port of Larena, the government-run Salagdoong Beach Resort boasts of its beautiful scenic treasures. Its shorelines could be considered its most loved views with its white sand, crystal-clear waters, and refreshing breeze.

Over at the Salagdoong Beach Resort, there is an islet close by. It's beautiful to row to, and look back over at Salagdoong's magnificent beachfront, which only leaves you gasping for more of Salagdoong, tucked mysteriously further amidst the coves. Salagdoong Beach Resort satisfies this urge as it provides all the amenities and services for tourists. This includes package tours in and through the private island's best spots.

Tours of course, will journey you to the island's rejuvenating most natural destinations. Consider a visit to Lazi's Kambugahay Falls, and to the magnificent Mount Bandilaan, the highest peak in Siquijor. Its perfect cone-shape will take you away as well as its myriad excursion opportunities like cave spelunking, mountain climbing, and nature treks. Even if you are short of being adventurous, you can still enjoy its attractions of mountain-side rivers and natural springs. Or just hang out with the butterflies. A Butterfly Sanctuary nearby called the "Bandilaan Butterfly Range and Breeding Farm" will charm you along with a thought that you are somehow one of the advocate ecological guardians supporting the nature park.

Special travels will take you to the island's much talked about historical sites that especially takes account of antique house structures and century old cathedrals and convents.

A trip to the Salagdoong Beach Resort will not be complete without venturing into the hearts of the island's gentle people and their rich, and mystical, culture.

From the Bandilaan Natural Park, some 200-steps will lead you to a spiritual hill that homes the Our Lady of Lourdes Shrine and The Stations of the Cross. An elevated viewing-tower comes along giving you the perfect position to see all of the surrounding Siquijorian towns below.

Then venture further into Maria's famous ancient church - believed to have once homed a statue of Saint Rita - “a black-clad, evil-eyed woman who killed her husband and hold his skull in her hands” (Lonely Planet Philippines 2003).

More mystery and chills awaits you at the capital-town of Siquijor, domicile of the bell-towered Basilica of Saint Francis of Assisi, yet, home to legends of pagan rituals and witchcrafts. See for your self as you test on the locals' famous island "mananambals," witch-doctors, and faith-healers. Better yet, try and take home some of the island's oils, amulets, and charms to protect you from evil.

A trip to Salagdoong (either cultural venture or nature escapade) would surely be an exceptional kind.

Slightly less that a hundred years ago, Zihuatanejo, was a sheltered harbour for ocean vessels and an export port for lumber. Also at this time it was being discovered by tourists who were making the arduous fifteen hour trek North from the then Mexican Resort city of Acapulco.

In the mid sixties plans were afoot to turn Zihuatanejo, as it is known by locals, and tourist who love it, into another Acapulco. The local residents protested and the developers, in the early seventies, moved North, over the hill, to a long stretch of beach, and built a town called Ixtapa.

Though Zihuatanejo prevented the invasion of tall, all-inclusive, resorts it was unable to halt progress.

With the cruise ships on the Love Boat TV series, `77 - `86, making it a port of call and the hero from the movie Shawshank Redemption making it his idyllic target of forever land, `94, Zihuatanejo has come to the attention of world travelers.

Today Zihuatanejo is no longer beside the beaten path. The path, Camino 200, a paved highway, that is gradually becoming a freeway, cuts through the outskirts of the bustling community. Only a twenty minute drive North of a busy, international, airport it welcomes thousands of visitors a week, year round.

Though slightly South of the trek of the RVers it is not uncommon to see out-of-state, and out-of-country, license plates on the traffic jammed, once quite, streets.

There really is no need for all the cars. Everything in the downtown core is within walking distance. The whole area is about four or five blocks square. I could tell you exactly if I had my trusty little map. The map that drives me crazy, each and every time I go to Zihuatanejo I picked up the map from a local travel agent during my first visit and promptly proceeded to get lost.

I pride myself on not getting lost. As a professional driver I will take you, or your cargo, anywhere you want to go, using the shortest possible route and arriving at destination on-time. Yet I have lost count of how many times I have gotten lost, walking around, the tourist core of Zihuatanejo.

There are two busy streets downtown. One, Jose M. Morelos, borders the core to the North and the other, Marina Nacional, to the East. On the West is the mountain. There is a street that goes up into the mountain and another that takes you over the mountain, for a fantastic view of the Pacific Ocean.

If you cross the busy street, to the North of the core, and continue North, into the residential district there are some streets and some stairs. The stairs go up, and up, and up, and do not come to a cross street. You have to go back down. But before you do, stop and enjoy the view. The entire town and bahia (bay) are laid out before your eyes.

What amazed me, as well as the view, is the idea, that all of the furniture, in all of the houses, along the sides of the stairs, was carried up by hand. No truck, or donkey, could make that hill.

To the South side of the core is the beach. Only a few minutes walk from any of the downtown hotels, or furnished apartments, available by the month.

From Playa Principal one can walk across a little bridge and then along a short mericon to Playa Madera, the wood beach, so named because this is where they used to load ships with wood.

Walking South along the beach will take you to Playa Ropa. Ropa, clothes, because a shipment of clothing was washed ashore, here, after a storm sank a ship. This is the main beach in

Zihuatanejo At the far end of the beach, actually, behind the beach, is a laguna, the home of a Cayman. This large crocodile likes to climb out of the lagoon, onto the beach, and sun himself. Do not get too close. He may be sleeping but he can wake, and move, faster than you can. And he is a wild reptile. Many years older than you will ever live to be.

You could continue further along the beach, and I could continue to expose you to the wonders of this once quaint village, but it is overpopulated now and each time I tell someone about this Pacific pearl I kick myself.

Please disregard all I have said, find another town on another beach and leave Zihu for me.