Travel Notes: The Ruins


The Ruins Talisay Negros Occidental

Love is a peculiar magic, as beautiful in its destruction as it is in its grace. Perhaps more so.



We chase it through dreams and nightmares alike, this thing called love, letting it tear us apart and stitch us back together in strange new patterns. It's the most human of magics, really. The kind that binds us all.

Pillars of the ruins with the initial M facing each other
Letter M initials marking every pillar of the house.

The story goes, Don Mariano Ledesma Lacson who found his love story in Hong Kong's misty streets, where he met Maria Braga, daughter of a Portuguese ship captain. Their hearts recognized each other instantly, as hearts sometimes do, and soon they were building a life together in Talisay, Negros Occidental, surrounded by ten children and countless dreams.

But dreams have a way of unraveling, particularly the sweetest ones. Maria died carrying their eleventh child, and the world turned grey for Mariano. Grey as storm clouds, grey as old memories, grey as grief.

So he did what the broken-hearted sometimes do: he built a monument to his loss. A mansion rose from his sorrow, every pillar marked with their shared initial - M for Mariano, M for Maria - like secret love letters written in stone. He supervised every detail, as if by making it perfect, he could make it eternal. As if stone and mortar could capture forever what his heart had lost.

Rooftop ruins - The Ruins
Roof view of the mansion

Wars have little respect for love stories, though. When World War II came prowling, American forces set the mansion ablaze, fearing Japanese occupation. For three days and three nights, the flames danced and devoured, but the house refused to fall. Like love itself, it remained standing, scarred but undefeated.

Time passed, as time does, and the mansion slept, dreaming perhaps of happier days. Until finally, someone remembered, and The Ruins (for that's what they called it now) was restored to a different kind of beauty - the beauty of things that have survived.


Fountain at the Garden - The Ruins


Side View of the Mansion - The Ruins


There's a lesson here, hidden in the shadows between broken pillars and weathered stones. Love is a force that builds and destroys, creates and ruins, but always, always leaves something beautiful in its wake. Even in destruction, even in loss, it transforms. Like a story that changes with each telling, but never loses its truth.


The Ruins stand today, neither whole nor broken, but something in between. Rather like love itself.

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