I survived the Holy Week. While everyone was still working, I left the city and holed up in the island and I only came back when everyone seemed to have abandoned the city. I don't know what it is here in the Catholic country of Cebu but during the Easter week, the city people act like there's an order for a mass evacuation; everyone heads to the mountains or the beach. The place is all to myself. Just the way I want it. At my friends beach front. I took the boys camping and swimming.