Little Memories From Bredco

I don't know why it's called Bredco (sounds like "my bread" in our dialect), I don't even know either why some of them call it Reclamation Area --- either of the two, I don't bother asking. All I know is, from my every stay and visit in the Negros Occidental grounds, I always drop by Bredco.

I don’t know why it’s called Bredco (sounds like “my bread” in our dialect), I don’t even know either why some of them call it Reclamation Area - either of the two, I don’t bother asking. All I know is, from my every stay and visit in the Negros Occidental grounds, I always drop by Bredco.

Good place for booze, talks, hang-out and watch sunset. Not only that, but Bredco has a nice place to eat. There is a little “made-of-bamboo” restaurant that offers seafood cuisine and well, yeah! It’s a best eat of the town, perhaps.

I brought a lot of my cameras in this place. From rangefinder down to a simple UWS, it doesn’t stop. We always love to go there and take pictures of little boys jumping around, taking a bath, fishermen dipping their rods on the sea, patiently waiting for their catch, or just a fellow friend having a stay, watching other people, reading a book, chat, or watching the sunset.

Bredco is a port, and most of the domestic shipping lines drop by here. It’s a really nice and cool place to hang out especially night times.

written by ethermoon on 2009-01-15 in #world #locations

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