[smartads] Today I woke up to a steady rain at 0653. I like it when it rains here. The air is so fresh afterwards. Of course there is a downside. Our ice candy and Pepsi business suffer a little when it is not hot outside. Today we plan to make another trip out to Malajog Beach. We like to go in the middle of the week, and middle of the day because there are so few people there. Last time we went on a Wednesday, late morning, and there was only 1 other family there. We just went to a table about 7 away from them and it basically seemed like we were the only ones there. It was nice. Of course the next time after that, we went on a Sunday and there were so many people there it was hard to find a table. We had to rent the little (I’ll call it a) cabin that costs more than the rest of the tables. I believe the cabin is 500 pesos per day and the regular tables are 100 pesos per day. Of course in this ‘cabin’ we had running water, 2 bathrooms, 2 small rooms for sleeping, 3 large tables and 2 cooking areas. That was probably better for our crew anyway because there were about 25 of us. When we go to any beach area, anywhere in the Philippines, we usually have most of the extended family go with us, and sometimes some of the neighbors hitch a ride. Well let’s get on with the next phase of my story from my vacation. Naturally I will have pictures posted of the things I talk about today.
I covered basically the 1st 2 days of the trip in yesterday’s post. I’ll just continue from there. My wife just wrangled me into going downtown to buy supplies for the festival to be held the next day. Most of the shopping places we go to here in the Philippines is an open market. For those of you not familiar with an open market, it is kind of like a farmer’s market and flea market mixed together. The thing we was mostly interested in today was vegetables. I of course had to have something extra, so I asked about the hottest pepper they had there, so I could get it added to the rib eye my wife was going to cook me later. She cooks it in a wok with onions, peppers (red bell and hot) and oyster sauce (which is surprisingly tasty). Eat this with a bottle of water, soda or San Miguel (most popular country beer) to drink and man is that a good meal. Anyway…I did take a picture of the market for you. It was pretty darn hot out there too. I think I told you earlier, but when the big, white American is around, the batas like to stare. Well when we were at the market a small bata looked at me, then turned to his mother and said something in Tagalog, but all I caught from it was, “Mama the American is ‘tambok'”. Now tambok is a Visayan word (one of the many Filipino dialects) that means fat. Technically it means bulge, but they use it to mean fat on a regular basis. I get the tambok quite a bit. It’s fine though, I know I’m tambok, especially around Filipinos, because ‘most’ of them are so small. I just turned to the bata, held my stomach and said, “Yes I am tambok, very big”. He just looked at me in surprise and turned away, back towards his mother. I took a picture of the Comfort Room while I was there. Thought that anyone not familiar with the Philippines would be interested in knowing what it is. A Comfort Room, commonly referred to as the CR, is the restroom. I’ve pretty much gotten to the point that that is all I call it, the CR.
Oh wow, it’s 10am. We are suppose to leave for the beach at 10am, so in accordance with Filipino time, it’s time to start getting ready.
Okay, I’m back. Wow, that was fun. I love going to that beach when no one else is around. We had plenty of room, only 1 other group there when we got there. Only 2 more showed up the entire time we were there. We left here around 10:45 and left the beach area around 4:20pm. Nice little outing. I have an interesting seat when we travel to the beach, since I am so tall. That will be explained in the picture section of the blog. Be sure to see it. I’ll post 2 or 3 pictures about the beach and 2 or 3 more about the vacation. Speaking of the vacation, let’s get back to that.
The next day, day 4, was fiesta day. We had a big table full of food. I’ll put a picture on the blog. Of course even though I am a large person, I am a picky eater. About 98% of the stuff on the table you see in the blog, I will not eat. My wife (of over 30 years) always cooks something special for me to eat. If a situation ever arises where there is nothing that I like, then I just drink whatever I like and I won’t eat. Yes I know it’s strange, but when I say I don’t like it, I don’t like it. If you will notice the utensils by the plates in the picture you will see a fork and a spoon. This is how I see Filipinos eat. They always use a fork and a spoon or just their hands. Me, well I still just use a fork, or my hands. I was still full from the steak, peppers and onions, so all I did was drink some of the root beer we bought in Catmon Proper.
That night most of us went to the dance they had at the basketball court in Catmon Proper. Most of the music they played was in English, and all of it was fast music, no slow dancing. One of our cousins decided to have our name announced over the loudspeaker. Not just us 3 of the other relative couples that were with us. Now the thing about that is, if they announce your name, your are almost obligated to get up and dance. I don’t like to dance in public. But after convincing another cousin that is also shy about dancing to go up, I did too. I’ll be danged that after I was up there about 10 seconds, I turned around and he was back in his chair. I was stuck. I tried to do my best at dancing, but it’s been so long and I never was very good to start with. It didn’t seem to matter though. Just about everything I tried, and I stress the word tried, people were happy to see. I did lose my balance once trying to do a move that I did fairly well when I was younger. Think I could still do it if I had support on both sides of me. I did take a couple of pictures at the dance, which I will post. Think you’ll be able to point me out in the pictures, just look for someone who is big and white, wearing black clothes. I survived through 6 bottles of San Miguel beer, which I have no idea who paid for, but I didn’t. Somewhere around 1am, my wife decided that it was time to go home. I tried to get her to stay or at least let me stay, but she said that they would be breaking up the party soon anyway. When we got back to the house, I was more tired than I thought and glad to be getting into the bed. All we have there for air is a fan and the mosquitoes are not scared of a fan. I’ve got about 7 mosquito bites on me. Next day we needed to get up to go home. We were suppose to leave right after breakfast the next morning, but, Filipino time kicked in.
I will reveal the rest of the story in tomorrow’s blog. It’s really a can’t miss story too. Just for a preview, it includes our trip to the supermarket, trip to and pictures of the tallest bridge in the Philippines and the breaking down of our truck (twice).
The Filipino word of the day: kuya (coo-ya) Means like an older brother, but they even call an older male cousin this. It’s a word of respect for the older person. Respecting the older ones is a big thing here in the Philippines.
Well that’s it. Hope it was a good read today. Think it will be better tomorrow, so please check it out. It’s only 6:40pm, so I’ll leave this open, just in case, but I’m not expecting anything else noteworthy to happen tonight. I’m going to insert about 3 pictures of the trip, publish this, then put in probably 3 pictures of our outing today. Enjoy!
Well crap! I’m having trouble getting my ‘new’ card reader to work so I can load the pictures. I may just go buy another one, maybe tonight, but more likely tomorrow. Might have to wait to see the pictures until then.
Yeah you will, sorry. I’m going to buy the most expensive card reader they have tomorrow to be sure I have the best quality. This one I have was only 100 pesos ($2.22). Please bear with me.