I couldn’t dance my way out of a rice sack riddled with holes. “Lively Latin Dancers, Manggahan Festival Guimaras” is a post that solely exists because of The Sainted Patient Wife. My better half loves to dance. She’s especially fond of Latin dances, the Cha Cha, Rumba, Samba, and Paso Doble. Those routines and more were on display last Thursday evening at the 2018 Manggahan Festival in Guimaras.
Celebrating the Silver Glory of the Manggahan Festival in Guimaras were “The Kano” and “The Sainted Patient Wife.” “Manggahan Festival 2018 Street Dancers Sizzle” was a delightful treasure to behold. While my wife is the resident disco dancer in our family, I do not have any rhythm whatsoever. I’m a white guy. White guys can’t jump and white guys can’t dance.
Captain Tom and his amazing mohawk took time off from his thriving graphic design business, Line of Sight, to visit a Guimaras fiesta in Buluangan, the Philippines. Tom has been visiting his fiancée, the lovely Lenlen, seen seated in between my beautiful asawa on the left and a family friend on the right.
Decades ago I was in the United States Air Force military police. Maybe that’s why I always make it a point to be sociable to peace officers no matter where I’m at but especially in the Philippines. I’ve met quite a few friendly police men and security guards in nearby Iloilo on Panay Island and on our own island province. So I guess it shouldn’t come as a complete shock to my readers when I post a title such as the one above: “I Join the Guimaras SWAT Team at Manggahan.”
Regular readers of Philippines Plus know that I excel at doing as little as possible. I’ve perfected my slothfulness to a fine art after almost six years of living in the Philippines. But retirement in this archipelago comes with a price: notoriety. Thus, many of my stalwart subscribers, especially those that have visited or who reside in the PH, will not be surprised by the title of this post: “I’m Adored as a Rock Star by Pretty Pinays at Manggahan 2015.”
The best of the 2013 Manggahan Festival. The mango mash ended two months ago. But I’ve lived in the Philippines for close to four years now and despite the government’s push to adopt Philippine Standard Time, I’ve decided to embrace the more laid back, traditional “Filipino Time,” thus I’m just posting this article now.