This past Saturday, May 11, 2019 marked the official beginning of the 2019 Manggahan Festival. It’s Guimaras’ biggest party. Above all, this was the 10th celebration of the sweetest mangoes in the world The Crusty Old Expat has attended. The Sainted Patient Wife and two nieces and a nephew accompanied me to the mango merrymaking.
A tremendous thunderstorm rolled into Guimaras the other night pouring buckets of rain faster than a petrified shabu dealer seeking to evade the police. Lightning crackled in the air with booming thundering reverberating in the skies. A few of our eight canines leap into panic mode whenever they hear any thunder. Today’s post, “Prince’s Edgy Evening Escape” details one of our pup’s extreme reaction to any prolonged loud noises.
Barangay cop killed over missing chicken: A tanod, barangay policeman, in Cuartero, Capiz was accused of stealing his neighbors’ chicken. The suspects? A father and son duo.
I haven’t done much of anything since retiring to the Philippines over six years ago with my lovely asawa, The Sainted Patient Wife. I’ve been on a perpetual vacation for years but my hardworking spouse never takes a break. That’s why I decided she deserved some adventures in Cebu City, like shopping at the new SM Seaside Mall, the fourth largest SM in the Philippines. My wife also expressed a desire to visit the Chocolate Hills in Bohol, someplace neither one of us has been.
I seriously doubt that many of my readers were collecting cow poop in the Philippines on Valentine’s Day. I wonder how many people all across America were doing the same. Perhaps some couples were celebrating Cupid’s Day by waiting in line for an hour (or more) at their neighborhood Olive Garden or Outback restaurant, stomachs growling, perhaps wishing they were alongside Captain Tom picking up poop. Then again, maybe not.
Enjoyed a recent visit from a future American expat that will be living in the Philippines. The Sainted Patient Wife and I had the pleasure of meeting Steve and his lovely asawa, Loretta, at The Moon Cafe in Iloilo City.
Steve is planning to retire to the Philippines and has been a longtime supporter of this website. His past donations to this site are sincerely and gratefully appreciated. He also sprung for lunch and a few bottles of San Miguel Pale Pilsen served in frosty mugs. That’s always a treat for a retired American expat like myself living in the Philippines.
Future American expat Papa Duck, his girlfriend Ann, my asawa, Scott B, niece Michelle and I were trying to get back to Iloilo. The rain was coming down. We’re in Mango Land, Guimaras. I don’t know if we’ll make it to the Jordan Wharf in time or not for the last pump boat back home.
Our niece Shaina had arrived home around 6 pm without her younger, 13-year-old brother,Sherwin. I heard my asawa speaking to someone on the phone minutes earlier and was extremely glad it wasn’t me on the receiving end. Our niece and nephew that live with us go to the same high school and have specific instructions from my spouse to travel home in the jeepney together. Vehicular traffic was backed up in front of our subdivision gate in Savannah, Pavia, Iloilo. A robbery had occurred and one of the thieves had been killed in a shootout right outside our main gate.