Guimaras II

I took several sceneries and this was the only one that was "printable." Too bad, some of the others would have been as breathtaking.


















I know I'm breaking quite a few laws by doing this, but what the hell. I am not entirely alone here....

*These photos should have been with my previous post but stupid me forgot to bring the pictures to be scanned.

Guimaras

It was a quarter past 6 when we boarded the pump boat. The sky’s unusually dark this time of the year, with only the full moon illuminating our way towards the island. This is only my second time to the island province, not knowing what to expect this time.

Our ride was already waiting at the Jordan ferry station by the time we arrived 15 minutes later. Our belongings were checked by an official at the dock. Apparently, it is prohibited to bring any kind of mango to the island, reason being to protect the primary product from “contamination”. As any town outside Metro Manila, the streets were almost empty even if it’s only 7 o’clock. It didn’t take long for our party to reach the resort in Alubihod.

Alubihod is the most popular destination in Guimaras, it being situated on the main island. There are other resorts scattered in the string of islets which is only a banca-ride away. The beach front was small compared to Puerto Galera and Boracay, it being only a kilometer long, but the sand and water’s as pristine. It didn’t take much for the rest of the company to jump in the water after our packed dinner of Adobo and pansit.

This may be my second time on Guimaras but this was the first time I’ve gone night swimming. The water was still, with nary a wave coming to the shore and the moon was full. No “aswangs” on this night I hope. I always liked swimming, at the beach or pool, it didn’t matter, as long as I’m in the water. The only thought in my mind tonight was, “I wish I had shared this moment with someone.”

ill news.

I just found out that a close friend of mine was diagnosed with diabetes. It's very sad since he just got married and with the fact that were close and nearly the same age, I also got myself thinking if I'll eventually have it soon. It's really surprising since they have no family history of it, at least not that I'm aware of. If there was someone who's succeptible to having it , it should be me, when both sides of my family have a history with this disease.
I'm praying that it's still controllable. It just shows that, even no matter how healthy your lifestyle maybe, evrything in this life is still uncertain, and we must be ever thankful of what we have.

routine.

3 weeks and I still am not able to speak the dialect. What can I say? I'm really not that adaptable when it comes to learning dialects unlike some of my friends. Hey, I can't even imitate the accent. Much of my conversations contain head-bobbing (sometimes sideways) and lots of waving around and hand gestures. Whatever.
My life right now is one big routine. Wake-up, breakfast, work and then go home. I bookend my workdays with showers and some TV. It's a good thing that I'm finally able to catch some familiar shows via studio23. I was able to catch the "Amazing Race" and "Survivor: Guatemala" this week, and I'd rather watch them than the teleseryes'. I've been quite hooked though on Vietnam Rose. Hehehe.
Working 6 days a week, I only have time to lurk around the city on Sundays, except when I have the urge to have lunch at the mall. They do have an SM and a Robinson's here, (though both can fit inside the Mall of Asia with room to spare.) at least it's something I'm familiar with. I also catch a flick every week, with movies a week or two delayed from those showing in Manila. Today it'll be Drew's The Perfect Catch, which I've been waiting for so long now.
My only concern these days is whether I'm doing a good job and if I'll be able to keep this up. I still miss my friends and it's a good thing that I'm able to chat with them every week, just so to lessen the boredom I get oftentimes. It's also a blessing to be away from madness in Manila. I'm able to be with my thought everyday while I walk to and from work, with the fresh air and less frantic pace of living here, nothing's routine about that.