Escapades of a broken string pt.1

Well, its been awhile now but hey im back and i got tons and tons of things to catch up. For the past months this string breaker has been to a lot of things and trips, caught in the middle of everything but still rocking and mashing, like how your old dad mash and bashed you up back when you were still a kid. :D
In one of those trips, I got out of town and landed myself in the beautiful small island of Bantayan. Located just right beside the northern tip of Cebu. The island it self is smaller than the island of Mactan but is rich in historical remains of our once Hispanic colonized country.
My stay at the island was only spent at a limited time due to the motion we call "work", hehe but still it was a kick ass rocking trip. (oh not to mention the "joy ride" slumber of discomfort) <------ two thumbs up for this one. :p

As we roam around the island together with the "Hordes of the legion of the Evil empire", we happen to stumble upon a historical church, so holy and silent  that it broke our horns and gave us blinding bright halos and made us sing beyonce's "halo" in Gregorian chant fashion. This church is way older than the Basilica Minore Del Sto. Niño and has preserved its Hispanic designs so well, that when seeing the church you can reminisce our Hispanic heritage in the past.
In terms of size,  Basilica Minore Del Sto. Niño is bigger than this church, but this has less renovations unlike the city basilica. Compared to it the bantayan church has preserved its original designs, even the gold coated art and designs inside are still intact.
The rest of the details of this church and the whole bantayan escapades will be up next on my next post. :p