I was excited at first but, admittedly, felt like backing out at the last minute just before the small mountain road got very steep. It didn't help that we were on the verge of overheating. I could smell something burning. Or was that my imagination? Oh no! Ma's fears would just be compounded!
We stopped momentarily as Jerry and I looked knowingly at each other. We were overheating! Not good. Do we proceed or not? Nobody else in the group knew what was going on and we didn't want to alarm anybody. Ma was already agitated to start with.
The steep and narrow road going up seemed to be headed nowhere and the van's temp was now on the high side. Going back down was out of the question as there was no space to maneuver. When Jerry drove on uphill, I began to murmur my prayer as I surveyed the drop on both sides of the road. Ngi.
That was the scary part. The moment we set foot on concrete ground, we totally forgot what just happened. The view before us was breathtaking on a clear afternoon.
Ma has been to Cebu countless times but she has never been to Tops, Cebu's highest peak in Busay (the city and neighboring islands can be seen from this point). We tried as many times to take her there but her fear of heights prevailed. This was her first. Though she eventually loved the place and posed for pictures, I doubt there would be a second.
Her words: "Sana iniwan nyo na lang muna ako sa casino!" (You should have left me playing in the casino!)
it doesn't look like Ma is scared of heights here...
...but this was as far as she would go
fantastic view behind