Showing posts with label beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beach. Show all posts

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Friday...and the weekend

So, to my friends of the Shop and in the blogger world, I will be taking a little break from the Shop area and somewhat of one from here.  I've had quite a colorful week, as I'm sure you read in my last post, and I need some to think things over, work things out and just make things work.  Seems when one mess either goes away, is forgotten or I let my guard down for just a nano-second all hell breaks loose!  Seriously, this is my true curse.  No time for me, there's just no time!  UGH!

So, on my plate now is:
  • Saving my marriage
  • Fixing my daughters mistakes
  • Finding a new place to live
  • Trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with my libido
. . . and when all that is done (in no particular order) I may be able to go back to finding myself . . . wherever I may be.  My therapist isn't going to be happy about my decision.  But it is what it is.  When I try to do something for me a detour sign pops up and nearly hits me in the face.



. . . this is what my road looks like.  Fun huh?

Anyway, Friday my daughters attitude was quite amusing.  After I hung up with her when she had her little hissy about not wanting to clean up the dog poop, I didn't talk to her again that day.  She sent me a text saying , "You know, I still want to go to that concert tomorrow night."  She was supposed to go to an Admirals game then to a Rodney Atkins concert with a friend and their boyfriends.  I said she should have thought about that before she got arrested.  So she called her dad (her dad and I aren't together and I never married him . . . she doesn't live with him but likes to go to his house when she's pissed at me. 

She told him what happened the night before and he called her a dumbass.  She told him she wanted to go to the concert, blah, blah, blah and he asked if she thought she should be able to go after what she did.  She said, "no".  Then she said to him, "But my mom knew I had this planned for like a month now!"  WHAT?????  So you can go out, steal nearly $150 worth of clothing from a department store, get caught and just assume all is well down on the home front and you can go on with your plans like it was nothing???  I told her dad I'd like her to say that to me.  She never did.

She sat up in her room a good majority of the night until I asked her to come down.  She said she was just going to stay up in her room and sleep the weekend away.  I said that would be stupid.  She said nobody was talking to her about what happened anyway.  So I asked her what she wanted me to say . . . I said I had nothing to say about it but to state the obvious.  She was wrong, she knew it was wrong, yet she did it anyway and got caught.  He fault, not mine.  She fought that pushing blame onto me saying she needed clothing for the concert and I wasn't going to buy her any.  No!  I wasn't going to buy her any . . . she has plenty on clothing to wear as it was.  Good God!  Are you kidding me?  How was what she did anywhere near my fault?  Oh well.

So I worked all weekend and now am sitting on my bed typing this shit and my youngest is reading a book next to me.  The weather says we have a blizzard watch for our area that starts Tuesday morning and goes through Wednesday evening.  I hope that it snows so much I have to stay home.  I hate when I don't get a day off on the weekend!  Until then, this is where I'll be dreaming of and where I want to be . . .


Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Life’s a beach on Lakawon

MY PAPER MONDAY MARCH 1, 2010, A13 - A14, MY TRAVEL
http://myepaper.mypaper.sg/ebook/web_php/fvbrowserjs.php?urljs=http://myepaper.mypaper.sg/ecreator/sphopf/mya010310cnd_opf_files/mya010310cnd.js&ver=Gen
BY
JILL ALPHONSO, myp@sph.com.sg



PHOTO: TRANQUIL: The writer on practically deserted Lakawon Beach Resort in the Philippines. (PHOTOS: JUSTIN NOREIKIS)


HERE are the kinds of people who visit a beach location and spend half their time trying to keep sand out of their bags, hair, and their rooms.


PHOTO: http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn168/bacolodchamp/lakawon-island-resort-front-view.jpg

Then there are the others, who relish the feel of sand between their toes and for whom a holiday is not complete unless fine powder is found even between the sheets.


PHOTO: http://www.kriyayoga.com/wallpapers/widescreen/beach/beach-dsc04093.jpg

I belong in the latter category. Heck, I’m happiest when I can feel the crunch of the grains between my teeth.


PHOTO: http://www.widescreenwallpapers.in/bulkupload/widescreen/HD/Green%20Leaves23.jpg

Trouble is, when it comes to nearby beach destinations, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to find one that provides just the right kind of isolation that I’m looking for when I plan a beach trip.


PHOTO: http://www.candymag.com/images/gallery/media/194907_1185639481.jpg

See, my idea of a beach holiday is one where I see as few people as possible and where I get to drink loads of beer. I’m not always fond of built-up destinations that have capitalised on the tourist dollar (Thailand) or where the beer doesn’t come cheap (Malaysia).


PHOTO: http://s2.hubimg.com/u/944829_f520.jpg

So it was that I found myself travelling to Lakawon Beach Resort – located 48km from the provincial town of Bacolod in the Philippines, followed by a short boat ride from a jetty – after a friend’s wedding in nearby Bacolod City.
So unplanned was this side trip that I wasn’t sure of where Lakawon was exactly, or even how to spell its name, until the day I left the island. I’d relied on the expertise and know-how of newfound friends, who’d booked the trip and who were generous enough to let me and my partner come along.


PHOTO: http://www.desktop-wallpaper.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/beach-coconut-palm-beach-1019.jpg

I’d simply heard the word “beach”, realised I’d never heard of the location, and said: “I’m in!

Sometimes, that’s the way a trip should be.



PHOTO: DOG DAYS - The resort’s pack of dogs eye the wild guinea fowl as though they would have liked to take a bite out of the birds.





PHOTO: http://www.youwall.com/papel/clean_beach_water__wallpaper_d4e90.jpg


TREASURE TROVE OF SURPRISES
Bacolod City is the capital of Negros Occidental, also known as the “Sugarbowl of the Philippines”, since it reportedly produces more than half of the nation’s sugar output.


PHOTO: http://www.widescreenwallpapers.in/bulkupload/widescreen/HD/Green%20Leaves14.jpg

Early on Valentine’s Day, we boarded a van that drove us through roads that wound around fields of sugar cane, which the native people once used as a natural toothpaste, chewing it to clean their teeth.


PHOTO: http://www.widescreenwallpapers.in/bulkupload/widescreen/HD/Green%20Leaves23.jpg

Everything was a surprise, from the miles of sugar cane to the little huts made out of tyres that are used to house fighting cocks.


PHOTO: http://www.widescreenwallpapers.in/bulkupload/widescreen/HD/Green%20Leaves33.jpg

The trip back from the remote jetty after our Lakawon adventure, though, was broken only by one sudden roadside check, where a policeman toting a rifle peered into the van.


PHOTO: http://www.wallpaperweb.org/wallpaper/Nature/1920x1080/Green_Beach_Island_of_Vieques_Puerto_Rico.jpg

What’s he searching for?” I whisper to a fellow traveller, Rick, a Filipino who lives and works in Singapore.

Guns,” he says. Then, more lightly, he adds: “Guns, goons and gold.

Another new friend, Chester, soberly provides this information: “It’s election time in May.” And election time in the Philippines sparks violence: A mayoral candidate in Negros Occidental was gunned down in Iloilo City, an island to the northwest of Negros Occidental, last month.


PHOTO: http://spillingmyownthunder.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/lakawon-island-resort-bar-view.jpg

But on our trip – to and from Lakawon, and back to Singapore from Bacolod City – all is calm.

The policeman at the road block smiles and waves us on.

On the way to and from the jetty, the only excitement would be when the truck driver blares his horn and suddenly weaves around trucks piled high with sugar cane, and jeepneys stuffed to the brim with pineapples and people.


PHOTO: http://www.tropicalisland.de/LGK%20Langkawi%20island%20-%20Pelangi%20Beach%20Resort%20-%20pool2_b.jpg



BACK TO BASICS
The area around Lakawon – according to the resort’s owner, Mr Victor Puey, a former Asian power-boat champion – sees mostly tourists from around the country.

The accommodation is rustic to the max; its beach huts have rooms that are very, very basic, but clean.

Electricity is turned on only at 6pm, to conserve power. This means that even if one gets an air-conditioned hut, don’t expect this luxury until dusk.



PHOTO: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRNAgobYlsCTytDoUWnjWKOXB8IwMICczUfHLmdKgcrfwSqY8a2mpXePdEH20uLfUWAN_GFNqybRRL13r10owUQ_V1uPt5IKxGOEy1b2Vb88C5Txd_DnN8NK7EKg1F2DQdxM-piiMYmnb3/s400/Nice+Sea+Beach+Wallpaper.jpg

Mr Puey gestures vaguely around him, saying: “I see mostly Manila people here. These people can’t afford five-star accomodation.

For the first time, wandering around the huts and watching the clear blue waters roll in and out with the tide, I feel like I’ve made it to a place where the outside world can’t touch me.


PHOTO: http://abuggedlife.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/p1020613.jpg

All around me are the protected marine reefs that hold seaweed forests and teeming marine life.

If travel is meant to literally and metaphorically transport you, this island has done it for me.

And there’s no one here but the party of eight I’ve come with: my boyfriend; Mr Puey and his family and workers; and the residents of the small fishing village nearby. (There, you can watch cock fights and buy local coffee and delicious grilled, caramelised bananas for a few pesos. A peso is about 3 Singapore cents.)


PHOTO: http://www.hdwallpapers.in/walls/palm_tree_society_island_beach-normal.jpg

The resort’s other residents are the goats that are used as lawnmowers around the property, a pack of dogs that romp happily in the sand at sunset, and some guinea fowl (the dogs watch these with wariness).


PHOTO: http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t226/cosmosnegros/cadiz/scottkendal.jpg

The abundance of fauna around makes it feel as though the pages of British author and naturalist Gerald Durrell’s 1956 book, My Family And Other Animals, have come alive for me.

Durrell, who died in 1995, spent his childhood on the Greek island of Corfu, where his burgeoning love of animals and nature took off.


PHOTO: http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/00/1b/60/8d/view-from-the-pools-and.jpg

On Lakawon, as the light grows dim, I watch as my partner plays frisbee with three kids. In the background, two stout-legged puppies dig around on the beach, nipping playfully at scuttling crabs before lying belly-down in the cool sand.



PHOTO: CALM WATERS: The writer’s partner, Mr Justin Noreikis, chills out on a banca, a type of motorised outrigger boat, on the way back from idyllic Lakawon. (PHOTO: JILL ALPHONSO)


A bonfire of fun in this island paradise
We feast on a dinner of pork adobo – a kind of stew – grilled pork, vegetables and rice (Lakawon Beach Resort also offers steamed crabs at 320 pesos per kg). The food is home-cooked and simple, much of it flavoured with tamarind, which gives the meal a pleasantly sour taste.

After dinner, Mr Puey suggests that we build a bonfire under the stars. We happily agree.



PHOTO: DAY’S END: Spend the night star-gazing as you lounge around a bamboo bonfire on the beach.
(PHOTO: JUSTIN NOREIKIS)



With the sound of popping bamboo – which is used as firewood – in the background, we watch for shooting stars and point out the constellations we know. Orion, Taurus, the Pleiades and the Big Dipper are all there.

The Milky Way travels slowly across the night sky.

Talk turns ribald and we discuss whether love is better than sex, or just better with sex.



PHOTO: http://i653.photobucket.com/albums/uu251/Jaypuri/girl_beach_wallpaper.jpg


We clink beer bottles and stoke the fire until we run out of wood to feed it with.

I thank my friend Chester (nicknamed “The Godfather” because he is in charge of booking the trip and collecting the money owed for it) for having us along.

I was anxious you’d be bored here,” he says, relieved when I tell him there’s not a chance in high hell of that happening.

We leave the next morning on a motorised banca – a type of outrigger boat native to the Philippines.


PHOTO: http://www.widescreenwallpapers.in/bulkupload/widescreen/VISTA/Themal%20Dives%20Beach.jpg

A boisterous dog my friends dubbed Randy (after a squint-eyed 1980s Filipino singer) has, over the course of the trip, taken a liking to our jocular friend, Don. The dog follows us as we make our way to the boat until the water gets too deep for him. He retreats to the shore and there he stands, tail wagging.

We shout our goodbyes to him until he gets tired of watching our boat melt into the distance. I see him shake once, then turn his furry back on us. He trots off towards the island’s shade as the sun begins to rise higher in the sky over Lakawon.
myp@sph.com.sg


PHOTO: http://www.computerfreewallpapers.com/bulkupload/wall23/Celebrity/Leah%20Dizon/Leah-Dizon-
Beach.jpg




HELPDESK
我的字典: Wǒ de zì diǎn

Beach holiday: 沙滩假期 - shā tān jià qī
Marine life: 海洋生态 - hǎi yáng shēng tài
Bonfire: 营火 - yíng huǒ
Constellations: 星群 - xīng qún



PHOTO: http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1600x1200/2008/Girls_Beautyful_Girls_Girl_into_water_005257_.jpg



Reference