Here, life is simple. It’s the kind of city where you wake up to the sound of the waves, and the sun seems to rise just for you. The mornings are slow, people take their time, and you feel the peace in the air. There is no rushing here, you could live each day with a sense of calm and enjoying the little things that make life meaningful. 


People from the city are some of the most hospitable you’ll ever meet (just try not to do anything stupid past 10 PM). With their warm smiles, they will surely make you feel at home, even if you’re just passing through. What I like about Dumagueteños is that, conversations with the locals feel like catching up with old friends. There’s a genuine kindness that makes you feel safe and cared for.

Despite its simplicity, Dumaguete is filled with dreams. You can see it in the eyes of the young people studying hard in the local universities bright as day (Our city is known as the university city by the way). There’s a quiet ambition in the air, a feeling that while life is slow, there’s always a push to reach higher. I don't know about you, but for me, it inspires me to think about my dreams - and the overwhelming feeling of overcoming the summit.

This city is more than just a place. It’s a feeling—a reminder that there’s beauty in simplicity, warmth in people, and hope in dreams. Here, you can slow down, reflect, and appreciate the world around you. And even after you leave, it stays with you, like a soft echo of something that was real, something you’ll carry with you wherever you go.