“Philippines Pitfalls: Tricycle Sideswipes our Ford Ranger.” My wife had just passed the home of an Australian friend of ours on a main road minutes from our home. Tricycles and motorcycles were parked on both sides of the road, a common problem in Guimaras, our island province.
Hang on, boys and girls. It’s the “Conclusion: Dog Dispute Delivers Dispatch from Barangay Captain.” One of our neighbors had filed a complaint at our local barangay hall. My wife and I were ordered to appear before our barangay captain the next day. Failing to do so can result in contempt of court charges being filed against you.
My asawa was in the front passenger seat of our Aurora Blue Ford Ranger suffering from an extreme abdominal pain attack. The Provincial Hospital in Guimaras, our home province, was unable to deal with the medical emergency. We sprinted toward the Jordan Wharf in Guimaras to catch a “special trip” nighttime pump boat ride to Iloilo City. My sister-in-law Alida was in the back seat.
I experienced “My San Mig Light Ephipany” early one Sunday evening. Another brown out, courtesy of our local “power” company, Guimelco, had struck our sleepy island province of Guimaras. Mayberry is a boom town compared to Guimaras. Our sidewalks roll up at 6 pm. The majority of activity after the sun sets consists of tricycle drivers trolling for 10-peso-a-ride-passengers while burning up 20 pesos of gasoline in the process.
Puerto Princesa Palawan Paradise. Some mortals claim the Philippines is a heavenly utopia. Paradise, if you will. I retired to this archipelago over seven years ago. Paradise, it ain’t.
It’s been over six years ago when I retired from almost 30 years of service with the telecommunications giant, AT&T. If not for the generous wages and retirement package I received from Ma Bell, I would not have been able to write this post: “Living in the Philippines 6 Yr. Review.” Despite the boring, mind-numbing last three years at the telephone giant, where I sat in a cubicle “working” in the billing department, I stuck it out and paid my dues and retired with full benefits. For that, I will always be grateful to the telephone giant.
Cabaling Beach in Guimaras
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.”