Coming from Makulay, we decided to walk farther down the beach of Caalan and visit the Cadlao Beach Resort. We took the path by the beach first but later decided that it was easier to walk on the dirt path rather than on the rocky beach. We crossed at the Gawad Kalinga El Nido Sunset Village – that I was surprised to see, to be honest. “A Gawad Kalinga village in El Nido, wow!” is what I thought. This wonder was further enhanced by a rainbow that was visible on the sky right above the village that was just too good to pass up. Granted, the rainbow does not appear in the photo, but Lia was fascinated as usual and that deserved a stop, a stop that was long enough to take out the camera and take a few snapshots.
Cadlao Beach Resort is not too far, only about a five-minute walk to Makulay Lodge. You will be greeted by an archway with a board underneath on the right and the receiving area on the left.
For my part, I was greeted by one of the students from the school, who is niece to the owner of the resort. She shyly, yet warmly, greeted me with a smile and a wave, as she went up the steps up to the little shop by the receiving area.
The resort is beautiful to say the least. What is most striking is the presence of solar panels that I was told cost about Php5M, and in this town where electric power runs from 2pm to 6am, the presence of solar panels at this resort makes all its facilities operational 24 hours a day.
Solar panels fascinate me. I want one for my own house. In 2005, the school had a small solar panel that was donation from Shell Pilipinas. It helped power the canteen’s refrigerator during the evenings when the school’s generator set was not operational. I did a research on solar panels in Europe once and couldn’t help but wish we used solar panels in the Philippines too, since we have more of our share of the sun.
Cadlao Beach Resort, named after Cadlao Island, which stands right in front of the resort, also has a beautiful restaurant. The prices can be a little steep. I assume because the diner is also paying, in part, for the view. Though, I was by no means ecstatic to have found the restaurant with free wi-fi.
The resort has an infinity pool, somewhat of a rarity in this town, and it was a delight to see too.
If you’re not too fond of the idea of swimming in a rocky beach, which is what Caalan really is, except for a patch of sandy beach here and there, and I won’t tell you exactly where, being in a resort with its own pool is pretty much a treat you should be willing to pay the extra pesos with.
This is what the beach looks like right in front of the resort. And this is during low tide. I am pretty sure the waves crash right at the breakwater during the months of November and December.
Since Lia is Lia, and she has an affinity for day beds, loungers, and hammocks, those were the first things she got for herself. She didn’t even go up the restaurant anymore. I checked in on her at the bottom of the steps of the restaurant and found her trying her best to be comfortable with the pillows.
I was gleefully taking paparazzi shots, wondering what exactly my 3-yr old daughter is thinking while she looks thoughtfully up at the sky, holding these yellow blossoms in her hand, when she realized I was standing right there.
We moved from the table inside the restaurant to a table outside where it was not too crowded.
I had my usual Shirley Temple and some seafood spaghetti. I asked the waitress what their best seller pasta is and she suggested the seafood pasta. I am allergic to Palawan crustacean so I asked them to not include any shrimp in it. Lia took a liking to my Shirley Temple and decided to have a sip out of it, then the glass slipped out of her hand and down went my Shirley Temple and the glass, smashing on the pebbles. We ordered a bottle of beer for my friend Likha, French fries for Lia, seafood pasta and two Shirley Temples – and the bill amounted to about P875. Or so I remember.
Lia went from playing around the resort, eating her fries, terrorizing the glass balls by the ball and the swimmers with it (I’m just joking), as well as taking photos. Next blog is about Lia and her photography. I am, again, an extremely proud mom.