Bottled Up

Category: By DuNi





an unscheduled meet-up
of two people on a cloudless night
an unexpected talk long overdue
casual conversations with no end in sight


it felt like cloud nine
the hours seems like forever
silently I wish it wouldn’t end
seems my happiness made me unaware

The Lighthouse

Category: By DuNi
There was this story when I was still connected to the NGO.  We were facilitating a seminar in Zambales on Turtle Conservation and some relevant issues like the restoration of Capones Island Lighthouse.  Somebody who's name and face I cannot remember brought out this story while we were resting at the beach.  Although the storyteller has vouched for it's authenticity, I still believe this one is to good to be true. 

The following is believed to be a transcript of the actual radio conversation of a US Naval ship with Canadian authorities off the coast of Newfoundland:

Dormant and Disappointed

I dream of paradise most of the time.  Unfortunately, I was having a hard time looking for it nowadays.  I have not been travelling to places I wanted to see so I wasn’t sure what to write.  I have been roaming around my city with my bike every weekend, since I cannot contain my feet from itching to travel.

It has been frustrating not to see Mt. Pinatubo, Hundred islands, and even my mother’s hometown attraction, Taal Volcano  ( even now that it is showing signs of volcanic activity and might lead to an eruption).  I even had planned on biking to Subic but there is something wrong with my bike so the plan fell apart.  I am going to do some minor upgrades and see if I can revive my botched plan.

The only solace so far was going back to Pundakit and Anawangin Cove this year.  The family went there last Holy Week to relax.  I have been to Pundakit a lot of times, the first in 2004 when I was “saving turtles”.  This is actually the first time the four of us went there – me, wifey, and the two kids with only the four of us to enjoy and experience travelling together.

War of the slogans: something in awe against something beautiful

Category: By DuNi

A new administration represents a new outlook.  Unfortunately here in the Philippines, a new outlook doesn’t necessarily mean a better one.  When the Department of Tourism announced a new slogan, expectations were high since the tourism business is where the government is itching to gain success in positively promoting the country, and of course, revenues.

“Pilipinas Kay Ganda” is the new(interim?) slogan of the DOT, replacing the successful “Wow Philippines” of the previous administration.  Certainly with this decision, P-Noy was the epitome of his late mother, who at the very first few months of being catapulted as the new leader of the newly installed “democratic” government born out of a street revolution in 1986, “probably neglected” some project of the previous government, perhaps because of personal vendetta or the credit would not go to the new government.  It was the same case here, since the old slogan was the brainchild of the previous administration, whom he publicly denounces but privately support, intuitively.  He was probably irked by Senator Richard Gordon’s criticisms against him during the last election that changing the tourism logo was one of the government’s priorities.  Perhaps it was that reason, or not… we will never know.  One thing for sure, the change was not beneficial, as critics pun all over the new slogan, making it one of the worst and unaccepted proposals derived from his “straight road” political rallying call.

Anyways, the new slogan, aside from sounding like a morning show in a local channel, does not really present any advantages, particularly in bringing in foreign tourists, as major reaction of the critics.  Indeed, for other countries have invested in their international promotions by using the universal language so that foreign tourists can relate to every tourist places and events they are heavily promoting.  “Pilipinas Kay Ganda”, however vibrant the colors and the logo are, will be disadvantageous to countries like Thailand and Malaysia who promote their tourism in the English language.  Even fellow bloggers pointed out unimaginable mistakes with the current slogan, wasting the efforts of those DOT people involved in the “four month study” before coming up with an abysmal concept.  This is actually the best P-Noy’s appointments’ could offer, plagiarizing a television show title just to show off.

Whatever was wrong with the Department of Tourism, and the entire government in particular, it was not about changing slogans or doing things differently.  Everything was about legacy, and outdoing their predecessors was giving these government officials sleepless nights until their last day of serving their “boss”, the Filipino people.  New people in government service wanted to be credited by their own projects, and it creates a mess especially when a previous plan is working properly, just like what is happening right now.

It is now Wow Philippines versus Pilipinas Kay Ganda, the old against the new, the better versus the worse.  Because of politics, tourism reveals its ugly facade every now and then.  The entire country suffers at the folly of some.


My New Biking Companion

Category: By DuNi
My biking days will never be the same again.  I have a new biking companion.  She was introduced to me by fellow biker friends.  Meet Madonna Del Ghisallo.  She will be my constant companion whenever I go places with my old reliable bike. 


Fiesta na naman sa atin!

Category: By DuNi

Fiesta na naman sa atin!  Sorry.  Eleksyon pala.  Pakiramdam ko kasi parang fiesta lang ang mood.  Parang kelan lang nagdaos tayo ng huli nating fiesta.  Sorry ulit, eleksyon nga pala.  Wala pang halos anim na buwan simula nung huli tayong bumoto.  Unang automated elections pa nga kaya halos excited lahat noon.  Maganda ang naging objective ng automated elections pero hindi maganda ang resulta para sakin.  Medyo bitter pa rin sa pagkatalo ng manok ko syempre.

Pero ngayon ibang level naman.  Hindi muna automated dahil Barangay Elections lang naman daw.  Entry level o lower level, parang wala din naman pinagkaiba.  May namamatay pa ring kandidato.  May early campaigning pa rin.  May gumagastos pa rin ng malaki, lalo na yung manok ng mga mayors.   May nagbabayad pa rin ng ikapo.  May VOTE-BUYING pa rin.  May liquor ban nga, pero isa lamang itong legitimate na dahilan para sa bahay na lang mag-inuman at hindi sa mga beerhouse o mga bars.  In short, madumi pa rin ang eleksyon campaigns!

Dito sa amin, ang Kapitan ay anak ng Mayor. Ang SK Chairman anak din ni Mayor.  Family Affair, kumbaga.  At kapag usapang pamilya, hindi mawawala ang Family Feud!(complete with Dingdong Dantes arm swinging, but not the same face).  Ang kalaban ni Kapitan ay anak nung matinding kalaban ni Mayor.  Kulang na lang tumakbo din ang isang anak ni kalaban ni Mayor sa SK para talagang Family Feud ang dating!

Sigurado naman na walang panalo ang mga kalaban ni Kapitan kahit lumindol pa at magkamali ng bilangan!  Una, hindi maglalabas ng pondo para sa Barangay kapag natalo ang kanyang anak.  Pangalawa, kung ikaw ang mayor sa bayan nyo pababayaan mo bang matalo ang mga anak mo?

Ang mga kagawad parang senatoriables din ang dating, makikisakay kay kapitan, makikisakay sa mga ka-barangay, makikisakay sa mga isyu.  Maglalaglagan din sa huli!  Kulang na lang ibugaw ang sariling anak na babae kay Mayor para malakas ang kapit sa Kapitan, sa Barangay, at sa City Hall.  Barangay level pa lang, gumagawa na ng kalokohan.  Tama nga yung facebook status ni Marky(isa sa magaling na blogger na nakilala ko).  Sa Barangay madalas nag-u-umpisa ang corruption.

Meron na ring nag-u-udyok sa akin.  Meron nagtatanong kung wala daw ba akong balak din na tumakbo.  Ang sabi ko lang sa kanila ay ganito: “Wala... kaya nga ako nag-assemble ng bike kasi ayaw kong tumakbo.”

Walang matinong nagseserbisyo sa sariling bayan ang hindi naigugupo ng kasamaan.  Parang kamatis din yan, lahat yan magiging bulok pagdating ng panahon, mahaluan man yan ng kahit isang bulok na kamatis o hinde.  Hindi natin pwedeng lagi na lang sisihin ang sistema.  Sistema lang yan.  Tayo ang may utak.  Tayo ang nag-iisip kung ano ang tama at mali.  Kailanman ay hindi alam ng sistema kung tama o mali ang desisyon nito.

Yung iba sa atin hindi naiisip ito kasi may sarili din silang balak.  Ako?  Walang wala.  Good luck na lang sa matitinong kaibigan na binabalak sumuway sa sistema at baguhin ang pangit at gawing matino.  Hanggang dun na lang malamang ang suporta ko.  Nakakasawa na rin.  Si Governor, Congressman, Mayor, Councilor, Kapitan o Kagawad – kilala ka lang nyan pag eleksyon.  Pagkatapos nun hindi ka na nya kilala hanggang sa susunod ulit na eleksyon. 

Same-same.  Over and over.  Parang plaka.  Parang Fiesta.  Mabait ka sa lahat ng tao dahil fiesta.  Pagkatapos ng Fiesta parang hindi na kayo magkakakilala. 

One-Zero-Zero-Plus! my first century ride...

Category: By DuNi

One of my dreams (more of a personal ambition) is to bike up to Manaoag sometime in the next two years (2011 to 2012).  I would have enough energy from my weekend exercise by then and probably a geared bike to help conserve strength along the way. 

I didn’t expect this to happen sooner, and sooner was last Saturday, October 16.

I was invited by new friends in Pinoy Mountain Bikers’ Forum and at first I was hesitant not because I am barely new with the forum but I am overly concerned with the distance to be covered.  Initial estimation was 109 kilometers of mostly flat roads, from Manaoag, Pangasinan to Bacolor, Pampanga, passing by McArthur Highway – the dreaded hunting ground of the country’s fastest and most vicious animal – the Philippine rabbit!

Kidding aside, 100 kilometers is no joke for an amateur like me, but still I decided to join the event dubbed as “Bike for Mama Mary and Mother Earth”.  The terrain might be easy, the pacing might be moderate, and the length might be gruelling.  There are stopovers in the towns of Moncada, Tarlac  City, Mabalacat, and San Fernando in Pampanga to eat and rest before the final destination which is ‘Santino’s lair’, the famous San Guillermo Church in Bacolor, Pampanga.