I was in high school when I first went up Pandan Hill. The only memory I had then was the wide horizon and passenger ships that line it. I never thought that I would go back there again. Twenty-six years later, I went back and was surprised that nothing much has changed from how I…
The Santo Niño in a pagan ritual
I was planning on going back to Kalibo for this year’s Ati-atihan festival, but I had to go somewhere else for work. I’m reposting this old blog entry instead. Kalibo’s ati-atihan festival has got to be the wildest fiesta celebration honoring the Santo Niño. I caught the last three days of the celebration, which…
PNoy’s Porsche and the straight road it will traverse
What timing, Mr. President! I was in Kalibo, Aklan, trying to enjoy my first experience with the Ati-Atihan festivities and the celebration of the Sto. Nino, when the news came out about PNoy’s brand new Porsche. I got sidetracked from enjoying my vacation and got irked by this news. But I did not let PNoy…
BPI’s system is shackling
I would have wanted to start blogging for 2011 with a positive story. But the Bank of the Philippine Islands just ruined it for me. I just got off the phone with a BPI CSR. I was utterly disgusted, to say the least, after the interaction (and it didn’t help that the CSR kept interrupting…
Contrast in tragedies define men
In a span of 48 hours, my beloved Philippines took a one-two punch from two contrasting but equally tragic incidents. One was dreadful — the other one, amusing. Yesterday, August 23, a former police inspector took foreigners hostage inside a tourist bus. For about 10 hours, the drama unfolded right before the world’s shocked eyes….
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