Well, our little slice of heaven successfully rode out super typhoon Hagupit/Ruby, with the only indication of it passing being a small rise in the wind levels on Friday evening, an event that prompted yours truly to rush out and batten everything down. Of course, by the time I was done with my battening, the wind had already died down, so my taste of a super storm was thankfully quite limited. These storms are VERY scary – winds of 320 KpH simply destroy everything in their path and whatever is not smashed to dust is washed away in the irresistible wall of water better known as storm surge. Thank you, Dumaguete, for being nestled away to the west of the country, protectively poised behind Mindanoa, Cebu and Bohol. Phew!
In other news, here is a photo I pulled from My One Year in the Philippines! video that showcases a fellow expat flipping me the bird while passing by. I didn’t notice it while I was editing the video (giving some indication of how little attention I pay to that part of the process), and I only noted it later when some of our viewers brought it to my attention. All I can say is “Well played, sir!” Seeing as how not everyone appreciates being on video, I guess I’m going to encounter such things at times. And –truth be told – it fit perfectly in with the one year summation of my time here in the Philippines, as the biggest problems I have had here have not been with Filipinos but with fellow expats. 🙂
I also had to fire up Facebook at 3 AM one morning to remove a somewhat bizarre post some woman named Simone had put up in the Typhoon Hagupit post. Some folks – myself included – had stated that their thoughts and prayers were with those who were going to be affected by the super storm. Simone – who is apparently a rather militant atheist according to her Facebook page – took offense at the prayers and put in an image entitled “Jesus Fu$%ing Christ,” which showed – in intimate detail – just that. I am not an overly religious person, but at that point in the typhoon track, thoughts and prayers were pretty much all one could offer in the face of what could have been an incredibly devastating event. Simone didn’t like that, so she put up the image. Tacky and kinda gross, Simone. But then again, from your page, I guess that’s what you get for being plump and plain, with your only relationship of note being your collection of large dogs. Ugh, now I am lowering myself to your level. Meh, bad timing, Simone….
In other, more pleasant news, the Christmas season is upon us and we are starting to get carolers coming through. I caught one group of local kids singing their hearts out, and in my humble opinion, the little guy and gals did quite a good job. Michell also noted that she used to do it with friends when she was a tyke, and they used to save up the money for Christmas purchases – and candy…. Some people don’t like the carolers – considering them nothing more than opportunistic beggars – and to that I simply say, “Bah humbug!” Sheesh, guys, what’s a few pesos here and there? Just make it a part of your budget…..
Then, the next day I was mowing the lawn and noticed a bunch of kids hanging by our gate, watching the big pink Kano sweat and grumble in the midday heat. I started chatting with the little miscreants and then Michell came out and let the little buzzards in the yard, Yelling and screaming and flying frisbee’s soon ensued as was the opportunity for a group photo in Michell’s tea party corner.
I was also supposed to start up open water certification (SCUBA) this morning, but there was a last minute problem with the billing, so I was forced to cancel and sign up with another company. So, tomorrow I will be hopping on my motorcycle and zipping over to Harold’s Mansion’s Mares dive shop. Watch out sharks – here I come!!!