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Sunday, March 31, 2013

Isla Gigantes summer adventure

"Sometimes, it's about daring, in challenging the impossible.
Sometimes,  it's about losing yourself,  in finding a different perspective. 
And sometimes, it's really just about hanging out with your friends and be a kid all over again." - quoting  host Captain Joy Roa of my favorite travel show, Asian Air Safari. 


Three years ago, I officially started my personal-tradition of traveling alone to a place where I never been and,  to add to the challenge, I make sure that everyone is a stranger to me. Call it risky. But yes, that is how I recharge myself.

I travel to dare and find myself  back. But traveling to hang out had not been my consideration. But my recent adventure, during the Holy Week proved me wrong.

I realized that Asian Air Safari host is right,  sometimes it's really just about hanging out with friends and just enjoy each other.

Just this weekend, I dared to join  Hiligaynon - speaking strangers with their adventure.  They're  the friends of my friends which I haven't meet before.  I just knew two - my friend and workmate, Belle,  and her friend Armie, and the rest were total strangers to me. 

That's it!

I don't want to talk more, I just want this message to come across:  Sometimes,  dare to join your friends' friend adventures to enjoy and appreciate different individuals and at the same time enjoy God's wonders.

Here are some of the adventures and God's wonders, only in  a remote island and  not yet tourist(y),  Isla Gigantes.



Because of my love for adventures and the beaches, I joined my friend Belle and her friends to go to Isla Gigantes. It's an island in Iloilo, Visayas, Philippines.

At first, I had this hesitations as I used not to travel with so many people and especially with strangers as I don't want to stress myself out with so many people when travelling.



Belle and I were heading to the island. It's an hour and a half from Estancia, a remote rural municipality in Iloilo which I love to visit often.




After an hour and a half ride, we were welcomed by this beautiful and dramatic sunset view. And since the island is a remote coastal village, they don't have a wharf.  Locals and tourists really walk to the shore.

Aside from very hospitable locals, starfishes and sea snakes are there to welcome you. 


Since Belle and I went there late, we strolled around the beach and take sunset photos while her friends were still enjoying their time in the cave.

While waiting for them to arrive, we were entertained by the villagers.  The village doesn't have electricity. They use generator sets from 6:00 to 10:00 in the evening to charge their phones, batteries  and other equipment they need for fishing. 

 Since it's a remote village, there are no hotels for you to have that comfort and  good sleep but they can offer you their house and they will cook fresh seafood of your choice, as you requested.

And in a  few minutes, her friends arrived. I was shocked to see a lot of them. It's my first time to travel on large number. They were 11, including a child named Yinyin,  which made me think if I can get a long with them knowing they are not my usual crowd. 

Here are the amazing islets of Iloilo  that I enjoyed with my new-found friends: 


This scene will welcome you every morning.  The locals in the island are so blessed. They eat fresh seafood all the time. 


This is how they harvest my favorite crabs.



Antonia Beach 
Yes, it's right. What you are seeing is a hill of scallops. And mind you, I never seen this before from my beach adventures. I guess this is only here in Iloilo.

Antonia Beach is one of the best place for swimming. The clear waters is so inviting that you don't want to stop enjoying it. The sand is even finer than Boracay.

Whoops, please don't get me wrong.  Though the waters and sand are better than Boracay,  I love Boracay still knowing the accessibility and the feeling of happiness it gives me. 
The rock formations look like a tail of a big crocodile.  Lolong, are you reincarnated? :P

Cabugao gamay 

The front side of the islet. I don't want to say more. The photo itself speaks the beauty of this islet. 

The clear waters of this islet is the best. The sand is so fine. You will really be  hesitant to step into the sea waters, ashamed that it will get dirty. :P

The other side of Cabugao islet. Mind you, the islet will give you 360 degress of amazing beauty. 






The perfect cone








Another hills of shells. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G, isn't it?



Tangke

The facade of dramatic Tanki. I can't get enough of this majestic view. This is definitely a must-visit. You should not miss this place. It's the most visited place for risk-taker adventurers.

The waters here is so deep that boatmen use compressors when they diAnd they said, sharks visit this place often.





The boatmen tying those ropes for their excited visitors to reach the place behind those rock formations as soon as possible.


It's God's wonder. Totally breathtaking. Tip: If you got a brave soul, try to climb those stiff and 'very' rough rock formations for you to have a high angle view of Tanki. 








These are just some of the islets that we visited.After Tanki, we visited two more islets but unfortunately my phone was drained that I never had the chance to take a photo.

With this trip, I dared, I challenged the impossible, I loosen  up, I opened myself to different individuals who gave me different perspectives and most importantly I found new friends. 


These are the people I was with.  And until now, I can't even memorize their names but the memories we had is treasured.   They're few of  my  best travel buddies.  You won't stop laughing if you're with them. 

The 'Richard Parker's at my back heading to the big boat as we were heading back to reality. 


For those who like to visit the place, just let me know. I'll be at help as I want you to also experience and be amazed with  the D-R-A-M-A-T-I-C beauty of the islets of  Iloilo, that still setting aside how warm the Ilonggos are. 



Until my next adventures, 

Mai 


Note: Photos are taken using my Iphone. 



Friday, January 25, 2013

The wanderer on a Chocolate Hill

Monday, January 21, 2013

Centipede by Whang-od, a 92-year-old last Filipino traditional tattoo artist


Whang-od hammers the citrus thorn on my ankle.  Photo by Des Quijalvo, a new-found friend I met when I was in search of Whang-od. 

Citrus (lemon) thorn, bamboo sticks, charcoal and an ice cream container: these are treasures to  ApoWhang-od, the last and the oldest traditional tattoo (mambabatok) artist in the Philippines who  passionately tries to make the tradition of tattooing in the Philippines still alive.

And before the traditional artistic treasure of tattooing disappears in the Philippines, I made sure I got the chance  to experience it with the legend's hand, from the  92-year-old Filipina tattoo artist, Apo Whang-od.

Whang-od's precious smile. She doesn't intend to smile because she is too conscious that she doesn't have teeth but, olah,  I was able to capture it.  Whang-od  here with her contagious, candid  and warm laugh.
Whang-od shows grace and strength of  a Filipina despite her age. She is on her 90s but she still goes to the rice field to work whenever she doesn't have guests. She is a petite old woman with traditional tattoos around her body- from her foot, legs, arms, shoulders,  chest and even on her forehead.

I was with my new-found friends, Achie, Ela, Des, Ro and Eitheen, whom I just met in the bus while  heading to Buscalan. It was only when I arrived in Sagada that I decided to get inked by her. The day I learned that she is still alive.

We trekked with our tour guide Kuya Charlie for almost an hour in the mountains of Barangay Buscalan, Kalinga to meet Whang-od. It takes almost an hour of trekking to arrive to Whang-od's community.

Whang-od was not around when we reached her place.  She was still at the rice field.  And after few minutes of waiting, we met Whang-od at her humble house. She was still full of thorns from grasses around her clothes.

Whang-od immediately prepared her  tattoo gears without minding to rest. I wonder if  she washed her hands before preparing for the tattoo session.

I volunteered to be inked first as I was catching up an early morning trip to Bontoc and be back to Manila early in the evening the next day.

She asked me to sit down on a monoblock chair , just right outside there toilet, and put a portion of log to position my right foot. Then she started sketching the centipede design , which she suggested, on my right ankle using the charcoal. Centipede in the Filipino tradition represents the warrior's buddy to protect him/her from harm.

Despite her age, Whang-od I believe don't have difficulty with her sight not like other oldies at her age. She was focused  and amazed that she can even follow the details of her sketch. Her hands were calm. I wonder where she got her strength and calmness despite her age.

For almost an hour, I was so busy enduring the pain and at the same time feeling the fresh air, seeing the scenic view of the mountains, clouds, rice terraces, observing the locals, the wild pigs passing by and the every details of tattoo Whang-od has on her arms.

Whang-od hammered my ankle using  two bamboo stick, one with the citrus thorn and the other stick  to tap for the ink to leave under the skin.

Hearing the hammering sound is a torture but  I didn't  mind. In the first place, I really intend to get inked by her without minding the risk and thrill  traveling alone in a strangers' place. Good thing, I met friends while on my way to Whang-od's place.




This is culture which most Filipinos haven't experienced and just saw it on history books. 

To be honest, Whang-od's way is more painful than the modern way of  tattooing.  I got inked at my back two years  ago but Whang-od's way is more painful than the machine. For me,  its  triple the pain of the machine. I know it was not sanitary and It might get infections but I didn't mind.

After almost an hour, Whang-od finished my centipede tattoo. She stood up and immediately fed the wild pigs before she started tattooing Ro.

Whang-od for me is a Philippine living treasure. She is a Philippine living culture. And being inked by Whang-od, an old woman who devotes her life, she started when she was 16,  for this Filipino tradition not to die, is a great honor that I will never take for granted. She just revived my spirit and be a proud Filipina.

I am few of the luckiest person who was inked by the legendary Apo Whang-od.

Note: I don't encourage you to do this but If you decide to do this,  it is worth the pain,  that's if you are a proud Filipino and if you want this tradition to live until the next generations.




Whang-od busy working on my ankle while I am managing the pain. 



Can this little boy be Whang-od's second-liner,?




Saturday, November 17, 2012

Balanced life