By Narciso Madera Aguilar
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IT was a foggy morning when Philippine Airways Flight 831 touched down at Cabatuan Airport in Panay Island. The chill that Bob Madrid felt in spite of the brown Corsican jacket which he wore all through the flight from Manila, lasting about an hour, was due to the foreboding storm approaching the direction of Borongan, Samar Island that morning, three islands away from Panay.
He hailed a taxicab upon exit from the arrival zone and half an hour later, he was already approaching the downtown area of the city of Iloilo.
After they had negotiated the lengthy Aquino Boulevard, the driver remarked to Bob that they were already in the heart of the city and that he was free to choose which of the hotels would be his temporary abode in the meantime that he was whiling away his days in this part of the country. He thought of checking in at the City Manor but in an instant he altered his preference.