- Living in Dumaguete
Wendie has been
living with us since we returned from Bukidnon. Lolit, Kaye, and Liam stayed with us for a
week and then proceeded to the island of Siquijor to spend some time
with her family of origin there.
Mary Grace, Lyn’s cousin, came about a week later to spend some time with us. Mary Grace’s father Gabriel is Lyn’s mother’s brother and is the closest relative to Lyn’s immediate family. Mary Grace will be trying to teach me some of the Bisaya language while looking for a teaching job. She is an honor graduate of Central Mindanao University and certified to teach all high school sciences.
Mary Grace, Lyn’s cousin, came about a week later to spend some time with us. Mary Grace’s father Gabriel is Lyn’s mother’s brother and is the closest relative to Lyn’s immediate family. Mary Grace will be trying to teach me some of the Bisaya language while looking for a teaching job. She is an honor graduate of Central Mindanao University and certified to teach all high school sciences.
Wendie, Lolit, and Kaye arriving on the ferry at the dock in Dumaguete The Boulevard is in the background. |
The high school in Kibawe, Bukidnon where Mary Grace taught |
With her father, Uncle Gabriel, looking on |
One morning Lyn and
I had some early morning business in Dumaguete, and afterward decided
to eat a late breakfast at one of our favorite downtown restaurants.
Even though it was a small unassuming restaurant, on this particular
morning, there were a lot of formally dressed people there. There was
hardly room to accommodate us. The waiter told us the reason. One of
the top contenders in the last presidential election, Mar Roxas, was
scheduled to make a campaign stop there. This time he is running for
the Senate. Sure enough a few minutes later his entourage arrived. It
was a madhouse. We tried to stay out of the way. He was about fifteen
feet from our table, but when I tried to take a picture, other people
obscured him. We left soon after.
During the
elections, political advertisements are everywhere. In Cebu a woman
by the name of Lollypop was running for some local office.
Easter here is a
little different. It’s not generally called Easter, more commonly
referred to as Holy Week. Stores are closed on Thursday and Friday
and open on Easter Sunday. They will often have processionals with
people dressed as the actual characters of the crucifixion and
sometimes participants and spectators will carry umbrellas to protect
from the sun.
A word about driving
in traffic here—stressful! Even though the US and the Philippines
have many of the same traffic laws, the implementation is totally
different. Here probably 2/3 of the vehicles are motorcycles or
scooters, and half the rest are tricycles or jeepneys. Rush hour
could be any time of the day. It could take half an hour or more to
travel the distance that would take less than five minutes without
any traffic. One day Lyn counted six actual lanes of traffic on a two
lane street. In this city there are no traffic signals, no stop
signs, no yield signs. To the uninitiated it looks like mass
confusion.
Downtown traffic |
And in Dumaguete,
many streets are one way part of the day and two way other parts of
the day. The worst part of this is the half hour before and half hour
after the streets are supposed to change. During this hour, some
people treat the streets as one way and others treat them as two way.
And not all streets change at the same time.
One way from 6am to 6pm Two way at night |
About once week we
like to go to a local swimming pool or hot spring to go swimming. It
cost either 80 pesos for the pool with water slides or 50 pesos per
person ($1.00) for the hot springs and cool pools at another location. We
like to go in the morning to avoid the crowds. Often we are the only
family there. We will swim for an hour or two and either eat lunch
there for about 150 pesos ($3.00) per person or buy some fried
chicken (10 pesos-20 cents US per piece) and banana que (fried banana for 10 pesos
per stick) on the way home.
Mary Grace and Lyn at Tejero Highland Resort and Adventure Park |
One of the pools at Tejero |
After swimming at Tejero |
Banana que |
Lately Lyn and I,
and sometimes Mary Grace and/or Wendie, will go down to the Boulevard
about 5:30 am and join hundreds of other walkers, exercisers, and
joggers on the boardwalk. After exercising sometimes we stop at the
city market to pick up some fresh fruits or vegetables.
Arriving at the Boulevard ready to walk |
Wendie and Mary Grace on the Boulevard at sunrise |
An open group often gathers about 5:30am to exercise on the plaza of the Boulevard |
Fresh fruits and vegetables. |
After visiting for
almost a month, Mary Grace returned to Bukidnon. We enjoyed the time
she spent with us, and I greatly appreciate her help in studying the
Bisaya language!
The pictures and the descriptions here are beautiful depictions of your experiences, Dad! The traffic sounds electrifying and even sort of,terrifying. Thank you so much for sharing this window into your day-to-day retirement in Dumaguete and the Philippines with me and the rest of the world!
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