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It’s  fiesta time at our sleepy barangay on the island province of Guimaras. When I first heard my asawa mention that it was time for their annual celebration, I scratched my head (not my butt this time) and wondered out loud: “Why was an Asian country celebrating what I thought was a Mexican tradition?”

Of course, any student of world history, knows that the Philippines was a colony of Spain for over 300 years. And since history was one of my favorite subjects in school,  it should have come as no surprise to me that fiestas would also be celebrated in the archipelago: most Filipinos I know do like to dance, drink and eat. And you can find all of those elements in a fiesta and more.

So after my initial bewilderment, I celebrated my first fiesta in Guimaras at “The Compound,” my spouse’s home in a “subdivision” known for its muddy, cow-poop laden roads. Regular readers that have been with me since the days of “The Rooster Crows at 4am!” will not be shocked to learn that the road is even muddier and there is still no shortage of cow manure on the path.

After six years of living in the Philippines I’ve celebrated a few fiestas and festivals and have learned that it is wise not to try and keep up with any relatives in their consumption of Red Horse Beer during these celebrations.No more red horse for the kano

However, if you want to suffer the effects of one of the worst hangovers in your entire life, go ahead. Don’t say that you haven’t been warned.

Regular readers of Philippines Plus will also know that I will occasionally extol the “virtues” of beer drinking and have been known to quaff an adult beverage or two with fellow expats.

Truth is, I’ve only had two beers in the last four weeks. No, I’m not a recovering alcoholic as some people might have been led to believe, I haven’t been hanging out with the usual group of suspects and have been busy with projects at our new home in the Philippines.our new home in the philippines

This post will also feature the return of comments to Philippines Plus. I will attempt to answer any comments on a daily basis. Six years of living in the Philippines have given me some insight into living here which, quite truthfully, cannot be garnered on a two-week vacation.

I do know something about living in paradise, so if you’re receptive to advice from an old fart geezer expat, then this blog might be the place you could pick up a kernel of wisdom.

However, there are guidelines for leaving comments.


While I have used some offensive language in the past, that will no longer be the case. I will delete any comments that I deem too offensive or abusive. This is my website. I have advertisers. The advertisers demand certain standards. Call it censorship if you like but this website puts pesos in  my pockets.

This year’s fiesta time is low-keyed for our family. We don’t live in the same barangay anymore and we’re not even going to go into town to visit relatives and eat and drink which is the traditional way to celebrate.

We did take our little niece and nephew to the carnival last night but our niece “JalAmiel” said the Ferris Wheel was going too fast and since that was the only ride, the kids spent the bulk of their time gambling.

Alright, now you might think that minors wouldn’t be allowed to gamble in the Philippines.  Au contraire, my little buttercup, the kids played a game of chance where they bet and won (or lost) as many pesos as they could.gambling carnvival game in philippines

There’s no age limit on this carnival gambling game. As long as the kids didn’t bet our new house, I didn’t care. They were having fun.

After finding some french fries for 15 pesos, my wife and I were watching our niece and nephew when a man approached me: “Do you know English?” he asked.

“O o,” I replied in the local language, “yes.” 

Standing  before me was an African American man from Seattle. He had spotted me in the crowd, “you’re like a giant,” he informed me, though I am only six feet tall. But compared to the typical Filipino, one of the smallest people on the planet, on average, I do stand out.

Michael was waiting to ride the Ferris Wheel. At 20 pesos a ride, 43¢, it’s a bargain that one can’t find in the States.

I chatted with Michael for a few minutes while he waited for the carnival ride to resume. I always ask any foreigner I meet as to why they are in the Philippines. I explain my nosiness by informing them I have a website where I write about living in the Philippines.

Michael was on a mission with some friends participating in “Doctors without Borders.” He had visited the local hospital in Guimaras that day and was not sure how long he would be in Guimaras. He left me the following card, however:


After handing me the card, Michael excused himself. The Ferris Wheel ride was starting again! After the ride was over, the American returned and I remarked, that by the number of job skills listed on his business card, that he was quite the Renaissance Man.

We chatted for a few minutes, shook hands, and remarked that we might meet each other again. I hope so. He was quite a pleasant man to chat with and I would enjoy speaking with him again, fiesta or not.

Oh, and for those readers out there keeping count, I only had one bottle of beer the whole evening. A warm bottle of San Miguel Pale Pilsen. And after that, I had to pee.

9 thoughts on ““Do You Speak English?”

  1. Hi Dave, good to have you back your house looking good, I try to have 1 beer every
    Evening l tell the wife it cools me down lol, been to the doctor about my hearing found
    My ear was blocked give me some drops should be okay In a few days,I don’t know if it’s a blessing in disguise being deaf but my wife says the television to loud lol,
    Nice and sunny in Manila today been raining heavy last few days, Derek in pasig.

  2. Glad to see this site operating again Dave.. Its a important resource for everything that relates to Guimaras.Really appreciate all the detailed content. Hope your enjoying the new home, must be nice !

  3. Dave

    Great to have you back…again congrats on the house. Keep up the good work. Going to try to hit the resort there later this year…looking forward to meeting…and of course a beer.

  4. glad to see the comments back. your house looks wonderful and i’m sure you and your asawa are busy with getting things situated and enjoying your new home. wev’e had a good summer here but now it’s time to head into the dreaded winter of IL.
    my asawa is getting anxious as we will be heading to sorsogon city philippines on the 12th of october. for a 30 day visit to are home there.
    sorsogon also has there big kasakayan festival in october. which is a fun time. it’s the celebration of sorsogon becoming a province.

  5. Damn it Dave!!! Serious. I actually thought you might have died. It was only a couple of weeks ago that I saw a new post and figured out you had another site. Jesus!!!!! Serious. I was really sad that you might have died. Didn’t see a post on this site for months.

    When I figured out you were alive…I was so relieved. Honestly, I don’t even know what the above post was about! I am just happy comments are back and you are not dead! LOL.

  6. Count me in as one of the readers who worried that you’d either went to that big website in the sky or forgot us during one of your festivals highlighted by beer, babes and the almighty mango (see I HAVE been paying attention!!!). Anyway glad to see you back and would like to see more photos of the house.
    Looking forward to your second site.

  7. Well Dave, you are more popular than you believe. I am sure me and Joe were not the only ones worried about you. And yes, more pics of that beautiful home would be great. And a video tour would even be better!

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