The Islamic City of Marawi, Lanao del Sur
Part 10 of a series.
DAY 1.
After a successful search for the perfect midnight snack, Vjandep Pastel, we headed back to the hotel and indulged on the yema-filled buns! Yummm! It feels like heaven! In a few minutes, we consumed the whole box and we then proceeded to regular programming, blogging!
We ended the night early though as we anticipated the next day to be long and exciting.. Weee! Zzzzz…
DAY 2.
The second day of the Libotero Northern Mindanao Adventure started quite early. By 7am, we were already at the West-bound Terminal of Cagayan de Oro City. We took an air-conditioned bus to Iligan City, Lanao del Norte. Upon arrival at the Iligan Bus Terminal, we immediately had breakfast in one of the carinderias in the area. I had beef steak and it was great! There’s really some truth to the saying that the best food can be found in the “cheapest” places. Meanwhile, Eric had fried chicken and fish kinilaw and Marc had chicken adobo.
After we had breakfast, we took a “taxi” to the Jeepney Terminal. We paid for a fixed rate of P100 but it was quite reasonable as the jeepney terminal was quite far away. As we arrived at the Jeepney Terminal, we took a van bound for the Islamic City of Marawi in Lanao del Sur! Travel time was approximately 45 minutes. The road to Marawi is 100% paved. I was impressed! Now who said that Mindanao is so behind and that Luzon has all the infrastructure projects? I’d just like to share that the roads to Baler, Aurora (which will be featured here in the next few days) are nothing compared to the road to Marawi. Media’s stereotyping of Mindanao has really painted a bad image on the island, unfortunately. I am writing this post in an effort to help repaint that image,… to bring TRUE awareness of what’s really happening there. Anyway, halfway through the van ride, we passed by a checkpoint where the road was made one way with more than ten army men holding long firearms and there were a lot of cars parked along the sides of the highway. I didn’t know what that was about though as there was no ongoing road repair.. Hmmm… But I really cringed that very moment as it was the first time I saw a lot of army men, all of them with long firearms… After we passed through the checkpoint, everything seemed normal so I really don’t have an idea what that was about.
Marawi wasn’t actually included in our itinerary when we were planning it a few months back. But when Eric realized that our Northern Mindanao trip fell on the week of Eid’l Fitr, we decided to go since we heard that it is one of the occasions when Marawi is at its safest and most peaceful, despite our friends warning us not to go as Marawi is one of the “most unsafe” places in the Philippines, or so they say. The van brought us to the city’s downtown area and I was very much surprised of the city’s traffic situation. Heavy-bumper-to-bumper-traffic, even worse than EDSA! It was almost a virtual parking lot… That was quite bad for a first impression but I was still open-minded and hopeful to see the beautiful side of Marawi.
When we realized that we’ll be getting to nowhere if we’d still wait for the van to reach the terminal in downtown area, we disembarked, in the middle of the road. When we got out of the van, we felt like we were transported to a different world! First, the language, Maranao, I couldn’t understand even a single word. Second, the environment, Marawi is predominantly Muslim and we had to be really careful. We started to walk towards one huge mosque when suddenly, Marc cried out! One of his bags was left in the van!
All of us panicked! Marc went back to the place where we disembarked hoping to find the van while Eric and I waited for him in front of the mosque. We really worried for him.

Marawi’s population is dominated by Muslims, at 92%.
Anyway, while waiting for him, we just took photos of the mosque, Jameo Dansalan.


(…to be continued)








