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Hundred Island and Hundred Waves (Day 2, Part 2)

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Part 2 of day 2… The interesting and scary part of the adventure…
(See Day 2, part 1 here…)

So, we had the Children’s Island all by ourselves… And enjoying it… Then the great lightning and thunder all startled us! Seeing the storm from the “far” away made us decide to pack and go back! Apparently the storm is not that far!

Well, that hurrying to go back to mainland put us to a “dangerous” adventure. Something was also amiss since our two boats were docked at different sides of the island, that’s why we didnt see each other went. A single blow of the wind and sudden mild darkness made me wary and anxious. One can see an all-white horizon ahead of us. Storm! Our boatman said that we’ll dock for awhile at Cuenca’s Cave… Kuya Bong, the boatman said, “Sandali lang yan, palipasin muna natin” (that will only take fee minutes, lets just wait to let it pass)… that made another kabog in me (how about the other boat?) anyway we hope that the other boat will follow us and stick to the itinerary (the Cuenca cave).

I was really worried where’s the other boat, what if they went straight to that storm! Kabog kabog….
After awhile, Kuya Bong told us to go back to the boat, i am sure he was worried about the other boat too. After struggling thru rain and wind, we. eventually we found the other boat (full of green people) and I remember feeling the same way when I almost lost Jolo at Singapore train and later found him. The relief!! But Apparently, they have been through that storm and came back (all in one piece)! Speechless and non-smiling, traumatized and relieved… that’s what they all looked like.
Well, the story is more frightening based on their accounts (big waves, angry winds, water on the boat, all foggy-white surroundings, “apparitions”, their struggle to take the u-turn, their fear)… it is written somewhere in a facebook account… I know i cannot do justice recounting the story. The older people in the boat described it as “delubyo”… the younger members described it as just like riding anchors-away in Starcity… I will just leave to your imagination!
Back in Pantalan, one boatman said he had not experience that in his life; Aling Juliet said, it happened only in few times, its like twister that passed fast; another boatman said, he saw the “Monkey’s Eyebrow” kilay ng unggoy — apparently a sign of terribly bad weather. Well, we’ve been through that!
So that’s the extreme adventure we were looking for!?
But in the end… we all thank God we are safe and intact!

The sky before we left…

Boat 1 “Aquarius” – those who worried a lot… the “seniors”

Boat 2 “Nina” – those who experienced the great storm… the “adventurers”

The LESSON…

Hundred Islands and the Green Tribe (Day 2)

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We thought that Pangasinan adventure will not equal the fun, excitement and amazement with our Sagada adventure last year… But we thought wrong…
The start of our second day was going well according to the plan… thanks to our dear organizer, tata pentz… we will not have to worry about the food, the boat, the registration, diving equipments and the guides… he had already “bothered” them all everyday before this day!

We were all in Green… The motif of the year…


The Buffet Breakfast was superb, thanks to Tita Julieta at the pantalan. San ka pa complete with dessert, unlimited coffee and smiles! Ala-hotel minus the ambiance… yum-yum….

We arranged for the diving, snorkeling equipment and food to bring to island picnic…. then we were assigned to our respective boats…


First stop, Governor’s Island. We hiked up to the hill for a top view point of scattered islands. Piktyur piktyur..,


Then we walked farther at the other side of the island to see ‘big brother’s house’… Another good viewing deck! Awesome sight of God’s splendid creation!



We passed the Monkey’s Island

Then we went to Marcos Island for a dive in a cave… Sila lang di ako kasama… They swam passed the cave to the sea. Then spent some time swimming there while drinking cold beer.
Then we were told to get going, we have to go to beat too many people taking their picnic lunch at Quezon Island.
Quezon Island is the most “commercialized” island and too crowdy. But at least we’ll take our lunch on cottages. Our lunch is hataw again, with the pancit canton being the highlight, again thanks to Tita Julieta at Pantalan! We took the rest and just enjoying each other’s presence.


Then its time to go snorkeling… At the middle of the sea… Most of us took the dive… I know everybody was enjoying!

Then we went to Children’s Island… The water is shallow and we can relax either by the mini cave or by the beach… We played “tabunan” of sand. Sayang wala na lahat battery ang camera. And after awhile we had the couple of islands all by ourselves!! As if owned by the Green Tribe! We relaxed some more with bit still sun shining to our left.

But the came the big quaking lightning! And as if that signals us to pack and go!

(to be continued…. for more “adventure” going back)

About my 34th of my 101: Traveling Feet

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The traveling feet update…

I have recently updated my flickr account for my “traveling feet”… I have already posted 60+ but I still have more in my photo folders waiting to be posted, I know I can reach 101 photos… and these are the good ones (for me). I actually get tempted to post more than one picture per specific place, as there are so many stories that trigger by just showing those pavements or background. I actually became innovative, and sometimes do “somersault” on the grass, sidewalk or the soil just to capture the view. I wish I could someday blog each of these feet…

Here are the samples…


Bantay Bell Tower, Vigan, Ilocos Sur


Calle Burgos, Vigan, Ilocos Sur


Coron Palawan

 


Sentosa Singapore


Pasacao Beach, Bicol (with ALiya)

Letter to Baby in Tummy

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Letter to Aliya when she was 7 months old… in my tummy…
Written in Boracay, April 2, 2008…

Baby,
Hi, we are here right now in Boracay. Capturing every moment of this day with you. I am so happy you’ve arrived in our life. I am grateful for your coming…. I love you… and may you become a great inspiration of love and hope and joy in our home. I am happy… but I am “dreadful” for the fear that I might fail you in the future. But know, my baby, that mommy will always try… always dream… always be strong for you and your brothers. I will do whatever I can do that i know is best. I love you and welcome soon…. Mommy.

My #19th of my 101: Take Daddy to Bicol

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This is among the first few goals I wanted to do when I listed my 101 in 1001! It is my most ardent want to have a trip with Daddy back to his beloved hometown, Bicol…  I have been contemplating this trip since year 1 of my 101 project. The original plan was to have a long-drive going there, but then came the announcement of newly-renovated-re-operated train to Bicol last July that I announced to Daddy that we will take that. For some reason, the excitement faded since there were news of unstable tracks… that’s why I decided for a plane booking.

Funny thing, when Cebu Pacific offered a promo trip lastAug 8, 2011 (heroes day?), for P8 fare, I grabbed first 3 plane tickets for Daddy, Mama and Lean (one-ride P8, going back at reg fare) but when I tried another booking few minutes later for me and Aliya, there’s no available seats in promo… that’s why I have to book in reg. fare. (Ninang and Nunu’s tickets were bought in later date at much higher cost).


(my 82-year-old groovy dad, at Cagsawa Ruin, Mayon Volacano, Leagspi)


(the gang, at Daraga Church, Legaspi)

Anyways, i will save the rest of the stories of adventures and misadventures later (blog), but for now I want to share that I have done it, and I’m happy that Dad’s happy! We have seen his brothers and sisters again (the last time he was there I think was 6 years ago, and he had just visited the place at least 7 times since my lifetime).  Btw, he’s now 82 yo. What’s fun about this trip is that it triggered Dad’s memory from his childhood, and he made kwento about it.  The story became vivid, now that we were in Bicol. Here’s the 15 things I knew more about Daddy (although some of it I heard before, but not as detailed):

  1. That he was a kutsero in his teens (driver of kalesa or horse-carriage)
  2. That his Papa owned a fleet of kalesa,
  3. That he hated to become kutsero in his lifetime,
  4. that’s why he escaped (naglayas) in a barge going to Manila
  5. That he was helped by an American who operated a barge transporting goods back and forth Manila and Bicol. He was a helper in a barge.
  6. That he was compelled to go back, otherwise, the family will not allow Manay Mimay (his sister) be married, unless he’s there.
  7. That a kin saw him in the fort of Pasacao accidentally and told him to go back home because of his sister’s predicament
  8. That his Mama (died in his early age) left them a large parcel of land, but his share was on the hillside.
  9. That he dreamed of building a dream rest house there (I remember his house layout on this when I was a kid and he even asked us to contribute an idea of the design), but allegedly the place was inhabited by “unwanted” people that he lost interest on it.
  10. That even he’s a Bicolano, he haven’t seen some parts of Legaspi, that’s why the Lignon Hill and Mayon Resthouse are new to him.
  11. That he frequented solera (?) a province-style night club, wherein girls will dance with boys for every ticket bought. (he bragged this story to our van driver).
  12. That almost all of the stretch of Pasacao Beach was used to be owned by his uncle. (Only a part now is left to his cousin).
  13. The reason why he hates suka (vinegar)… and most of his brothers and sisters hate it too… (his stepmom used to bathe them with it as cure to their flu)
  14. That he loves and misses “tinumtungan” dish (a coconut-based bamboo shoot dish).  He got his wish on our 2nd day lunch.
  15. That (I’m amazed) that he can still speak fluent Bicol language.

Well, I could have heard more of the stories if I paid more attention (they were speaking their language that I cannot fully understand). But anyway i still have time to find out more, i will just have to find time chatting with dad, even in our favorite chairs by the window (Bulacan). Have to visit them more….


(travelling feet, with dad’s, at Penafrancia Church, Naga)

more stories later….

Toddler Orphans and More…

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This is a late post about our pre-christmas visit to Hospicio de San Jose (our third). The experience is yet again memorable and don’t want to pass the chance to blog it.  Although this was our third visit,it was the first time we’ve seen the whole facility (the island!) and most of its esidents and volunteers. Again, I was with my generous and kind audit staff (thanks a lot!), and my son Jolo and my Papi… The experience was so heart-warming as we have seen babies, lolas and lolos and special kids housed in the modest and yet warm hospicio. What stuck me most is the dedication of few volunteers and facility keepers, who, while they are few in proportion are all so warm and caring.

Our favorite spot of interaction is always the toddler’s kitchen. There are new faces and there are familiar faces… our “favorites” were already “promoted” to pre-school section.  There are two kids that are actually siblings of the ones we’ve visited before (so, they are leaving their kids here, huh? not only one? but the whole bunch??)… Two at least (from previous batch) were already adopted.

What strikes me (horrifies me!) most among the new stories is about that little boy “Stan” (not his real name), who (when he was a baby) was left bundled and placed in old duyan (swinging crib), and put in garbage heap! The basurero found him (bless him!).  The duyan, baby inside, was tossed to garbage truck… lucky that the basurero checked it… just imagine if they thought that it was just a duyan! Now he is a healthy 3-yr old boy who wants to eat and munch a lot!

There is also one heartwarming story about a 9-yr old boy who was “found” in the hospicio by a “bodyguard” of a another kid from elite school who sponsored christmas party there that week. The man recognized the kid as the one missing since last year, apparently lost in the mall. The family is looking for him eversince. What a great reunion, you could imagine!

I don’t want to judge the people that made these kids and put them to earth! Maybe they cannot deal life and parenthood, i dont know, maybe they are “orphans” themselves… what counts now here is that there are still amazing and nice people who keeps and helps keep orphanage like this. I don’t want to say that these kids are unlucky people… I know that they are as blessed as we are. Being here and cared for is a blessing enough.


– the party!


– the “babies” at their playpen…


– the most blessed toddler of the year!


– this lola is amazing with her intricate puzzle… when I admired her determination… she said with a smile “i have all the time in the world…”


– my “angels” doing the charity works with me!

The Ilocos Tour… (Part 2)

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Continue on to our Ilocos Tour, featuring Laoag… (see also Part 1)…
After our tour guide showed us some east side of Laoag, we went back to town proper to see the St William Cathedral, the Sinking Bell Tower, The Capitol and the Museum and of course, the Heritage Paoay Church….

The Sinking Bell Tower (not accessible to public)


The Cathedral


My Travelling Feet @ Laoag Museum


Marcos Mueseum @ Batac… already closed when we get there :<

My favorite Paoay Catherdral… breath-taking, amazing!
(pardon the feet, I really cant help but get this shot even i’ll have to lie-down there)

one more time… my best postcard shot!

That’s only our (half) DAY 1… full-pack DIY “heritage” tour!
Love it!