Saturday, July 12, 2014

Batanes 05122014 Day 5

Day 5 in Batanes was spent waking up early in the morning to have a nice long morning walk to Shanedel Inn to have breakfast. I picked the place because it is near Basco Cathedral and my target destination, the NCIP, where I was hoping to buy books and/or gather more information about Batanes.

longganisa, sunny side egg, garlic rice, and tomatoes + a cup of Milo (P170) 
Since I came there too early, I decided to stay and just enjoy the nice vew. I watched planes take off, ships coming and going, while eating my simple breakfast. At 7:45AM I walked to NCIP.


Although I failed in my mission to procure materials for the Wiki project, I was still glad to have come to NCIP office. It houses artifacts and cultural items and I think these will be put on display in the National Museum branch they are planning to put up in Batan Island.



Then off to the airport to reunite with my buddy who had already checked in ahead of me. As I stepped out of the tricycle, I heard a couple talking about buying garlic. Without hesitation I asked them to buy an extra bunch for me as well. (Talk about befriending strangers before going home!)



I successfully got my garlic in Manila, happy to have these spices. I was already thinking of things to cook on my way home. Flight was delayed so I was not able to drop by UST to meet a friend and discuss about our respective projects. Was so tired from the heat and from lack of sleep so I napped upon reaching home.

Batanes Day 1
Batanes Day 2
Batanes Day 3
Batanes Day 4

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Soba with Bacon Soup

The moment I woke up this morning, I looked for my sister's screwdriver collection for a suitable screwdriver to remove the covering of our electric fan. I have been meaning to clean our fan the past few weeks but I got busy and kept putting it off. After cleaning I went downstairs for a bite but to my disappointment, no breakfast was waiting for me.

So I looked into my food stash and saw a pack of buckwheat noodles which I bought months earlier. Being a ramen lover makes me want to cook different kinds of noodles, too. Since it was raining this morning, I thought it would be the perfect time to have a hot noodle soup.


And because this is an impromptu cooking activity, I had to make do with available ingredients at home. [At least the ones I can touch lest I incur the wrath of my mother.] I remembered I still have bacon strips left.

1. Submerge frozen bacon in hot water. Remove a few strips.
2. Do not throw away the water used. Set aside for use as soup base. The flavor from processed bacon will give your noodle soup a nice taste.
3. Boil soba noodles for 5 minutes.
4. Drain and rinse noodles with cold running water.
5. Pour water used to thaw bacon in pan. Bring to boil then add bacon strips.
6. Add more water as desired.
7. The fun part: Mix in your favorite condiments. In my case, I put a few dashed of McCormick Italian plus a bit of Thai chili sauce (this chili sauce is super hot even in very small quantity!)

Who would have thought that bacon can be fun even when not fried? Happy eating!
Note: I still prefer those sinfully greasy yet crunchy bacon strips...
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While enjoying this successful experiment, I cannot help but ruminate about how I was able to combine my exposure to Western liberalism and individualism and to Eastern mysticism. I think, having read a lot of Western literature and having experienced the wonders of the East, I was able to become a synthesizer that I am today, an eclectic who can adopt ideas and techniques as situations see fit.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Batanes 05112014 Day 4

May 11 is the second Sunday of the month and is also Mother's Day for this year. I committed a mistake when planning for my travels because I thought Mother's Day falls on the 3rd Sunday. I made a mental note to make sure I send an SMS to mom and greet her a happy mother's day.

We woke up very early to catch the sunrise at Diura, a fishing village in Mahatao town. The beach there was full of boulders and it was there where I scraped my knee when I fell after stepping on a very slippery rock. Ugh!





After watching the sunrise for around two and a half hours, my buddy and I separated ways. We both wanted to explore Batanes the hard way but I don't know how to ride a bicycle on rugged roads so I planned to just walk.

I was dropped off at the foot of the hill where Tayid lighthouse is located so I had to hike up all the way. My first few minutes of being alone made me question what I wanted to achieve after all this. Talk about sudden regrets but the tricycle had already sped away. [And there's also my pride to protect.]

Fortunately the road to Mahatao was gently sloping downwards so it wasn't that difficult. The challenge is dealing with the very fickle weather. One moment it rains and another the sun shines ever so brightly. Good thing I brought my raincoat with me.

I got to Mahatao just in time for the mass to commence. I ran all the way to the church and even was relieved to see the priest and his "staff" were just about to enter. Whew! Needless to say, I was super drenched in sweat and with a bleeding knee on which I poured lots of alcohol to prevent infection.

Because I was all alone, I could visit places of interest to me but which may be weird for others. I went to Mahatao cemetery afterwards, then walked towards Basco, determined to make it in time for lunch [or maybe I'd just collapse and sleep the whole afternoon]. It was already past 9 in the morning and sun's rays were not friendly anymore. Still I tread on, feeling like a 浪人. When I was running out of water and seeing the long stretch of road ahead of me [and also thinking that I must have covered 4 kilometers already], I decided to bring out the magical thumb while on the highway. It was my second time to hitch a ride (the first being on my return to Manila from Vietnam and a fellow plane passenger would also pass by the Makati area where I used to work).

The driver's name was Richard. I was happy because he's a chatty guy. He told me interesting tidbits about the Ivatan culture, like how they raise animals in Goat Island but slaughter the animals for meat there to be transported to the populated islands. They do not transport live animals due to their superstitious beliefs. He also told me that Amboy's is the only place where you can get beef tapa because normally the delicacy is just for household consumption.

Since his destination was Batanes Resort, we had to part ways at that point and I had to go by foot again all the way to Marfel's Homestay in Basco. By that time, I could already feel like collapsing any minute because of the heat. I think I must have walked more than a kilometer just to get to the inn. WHEW! [I'm never doing it again! On second thought, I might if only for the sense of fulfillment...] My buddy had returned some 20 minutes earlier than me.

Ate a quick brunch of leftover pinakbet and fish and went straight to sleep. I tried to go over the materials I got about the history of Batanes but my body was already craving for sleep.

Late in the afternoon, we explored Basco again. We planned to have dinner at the famous Bunker Café near Basco lighthouse. At the same time, we wanted to see the sunset there for the second time. Our dinner consisted of mushroom soup, beef steak, fish with wasabi mayo, upland rice (YUMMY!), turon, and stir-fried veggies. Of these, I loved the fish best!






In short, this day was mainly about getting awed [and burnt] by the magnificent sun. [But this girl is a Moon Goddess...]

Batanes Day 1
Batanes Day 2
Batanes Day 3
Batanes Day 5 

Batanes 05102014 Day 3

Day 3 was spent both in Sabtang Island and Batan Island. Since we slept very late due to the summer heat, we weren't able to catch the sunrise in Sabtang. I myself forgot to set my alarm. When we woke up at 6AM, the sun was already up. THAT. EARLY. hmph.

We hired a tricycle to get us back to Nakabuang beach to fully enjoy the place all by ourselves. It was the best thing we did during the whole trip because it wasn't that hot yet and we took a lot of photos of ourselves. I did get some sexy pose ideas from my buddy. It seems she's an expert in that.

Since I prefer to savor the beach lying on the sands under a shade, I lay down under the arch and just watched the clouds go by. Moments like this, when you don't think about anything and just appreciate the beauty of nature, are far too precious for me because I'm always living on the highway. Cloud-watching has become a sort of stress-reliever as I contemplate on my being a drifter, on adopting the way of the white cloud. (see  bottom of this post)

lunch at Nakabuang Beach part 2
 On the way back to the town, we passed by a construction site. Curious, I went down and asked around about the construction, hoping to gain insights on the Ivatans' modern construction process. I was able to chat with the owner and she said that they're building an inn for tourists. Awesome!
a new inn in Sabtang is already in the works. Can't  wait for this!
 Our last stop before we went back to our host's house was Sabtang lighthouse. The area where it stood is already considered private property so we had to pay P50 to enter. It breaks one's heart to see the walls of the structure vandalized. :(
Sabtang lighthouse
 We did some shopping when we got back to Batan. Prices are shockingly high but this is because it's hard to transport goods to Batanes. We decided to cook dinner for ourselves that night.
little kid got extra excited upon seeing colorful fishes. YUM!
 And we explored more of Batan, ending up near Batan port. We checked out the artsy store below where I bought my only souvenir for this trip: an artist's map rendition of Batanes (P200). Sadly, since the approach is artistic, the map was not scaled. What I liked about it though is that the paper is used is water proof


 I forgot the name of the fish that we bought but I chose it because of its size and color. I'm quite adventurous when it comes to food and colorful ones attract me. (Mental note: stay away from colorful mushrooms since these are most probably poisonous.)

We didn't find any ginger in the house so what I did was to just boil the fish in hot water twice to ensure that there would be less smell. I also rubbed it with salt and pepper. (I really don't know what I was doing but we needed to eat and well, rubbing fish with salt makes me feel like a chef...)


My buddy, on the other hand, cooked pinakbet. We forgot to buy rice but I was able to find uncooked spaghetti in the cupboards. Pinakbet pasta below:



The Way of the White Clouds
-Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh
 “Just before Buddha died somebody asked him:
When a Buddha dies where does he go—
does he survive, or simply disappear into nothingness?
Buddha is reported to have said:
‘Just like a white cloud disappearing’.

A white cloud is a mystery—
the coming, the going, the very being of it.
A white cloud exists without any roots—
it is an unrooted phenomenon, grounded nowhere,
or grounded in the nowhere.
But it still exists.

A white cloud really has no way of his own.
It drifts. It has nowhere to reach, no destination,
no destiny to be fulfilled, no end.
You cannot frustrate a white cloud
because wherever it reaches is the goal.

Hence, I call my way The Way of the White Clouds.”

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

May

May perhaps is the busiest month of 2014 because of my many commitments. Last March, I received an email saying that I qualified as a candidate for the Wikimedia Cultural Heritage Mapping Project to be held in Herald Suites. I was ecstatic, since I know I'd be meeting a lot of like-minded fellows whose interests include travelling and cultural heritage. I was happy to see two fellow archaeologists so I didn't feel out of place that much.

The three-day workshop was fun although it also made me quite grumpy because I didn't get my much-needed cutie sleep. Everyday we learned a lot of things, from creating Wiki articles, to editing existing ones, to lectures on photography and architecture. And every night we needed to stay up until early morning to finish some exercises, leaving no room for sleep. But it was one great experience despite the challenge of resisting the urge to fall asleep during lectures due to lack of sleep. It was still a miracle that the speakers were able to fully hold my attention and I am proud to say that I only fell asleep once and it only lasted for less than 10 minutes. Well, for one, the lectures were interesting and I couldn't just pass up the chance to learn more about architectural styles.

One memorable moment of my life happened in May. Travelling to Batanes used to be just a dream but now it is a dream come true! I super love the simple way of life there. I love watching the clouds go by. I love how the heavens would surprise you with quick rainshowers and then the mighty sun would come out again and spread its hot rays all over. I love the breathtaking views. I love the food (especially the lobsters!!!), I love the people whose beautiful eyes make me stare at them for so long. But like a beautiful dream, it has to end and poor me has to go back to chaotic Manila.

An important activity that I added to my already long list of things to do is hitting the gym. Finally! I just wish my efforts pay off since as of writing, I have yet to see any improvement though some of my friends remarked that I've slimmed down a little.

As a Wiki volunteer, we were assigned to scout for built heritage within our vicinity and I'm happy to discover places I wouldn't have thought to go to. I also went out twice with a fellow volunteer and I'm happy to know that this guy also likes animé. Yay! And he´s got a lot of titles in his collection. :) (If only we have 30 hours instead of 24... I miss being able to do a marathon...) And I finally got to visit F. Sionil Jose's Solidaridad Bookshop where I bought books related to built heritage and history. Made a big dent on my wallet, I must say.

As bonus, my family and I went to Antipolo for our annual pilgrimage. We then had lunch at F.I.S.H. along Visayas Avenue and I highly recommend the place to all seafood lovers out there. The food there is delicious, servings are generous, and the price is reasonable. Service is okay, too. So what more can you ask for? It's very rare that we reach a consensus that we like a restaurant and this one earns just that.

May also marks my first movie night out with the coolest people in the office. We watched X-Men Days of Future Past and had gelato at Gelatissimo. I wish we could hang out more outside office hours.

The last day of May was spent at the music studio where I attended my first and last practice for our rehearsal the following day. Still lucky to have had practiced a bit at home despite the looong time I haven't had classes. Seeing how others play inspired me again to put my heart into playing the violin. We went home super late and super tired, too. On the plus side, my friend and I got to hang out together again. 

Batanes 05092014 Day 2

Day 2 of our Batanes trip was spent in Sabtang Island. We decided to spend a night there just to have a feel of what it's like to sleep in an Ivatan stone house.

The tour includes a quick visit of San Vicente Church, a walk through Savidug where stone houses abound. The best part is the Chamantad-Tinyan Viewpoint where we spent a lot of time taking pictures. The place is just soooo beautiful that I'm hoping I get proposed to in that place (LOL!). We also visited the Sabtang Weavers Association where we saw how they make the traditional Ivatan headdress called Vakul.

San Vicente Ferrer Church
Chavayan stone houses
Chamantad-Tinyan Viewpoint: one of the best places in Batanes that you wouldn't want to miss!
After getting tired from all the walking up and down Chamantad-Tinyan, all we could think about was the promised lobster for lunch which is already included in the tour package. We certainly had a feast, eating delicious food to our heart's content. I forgot all about my diet!

lunch
While others played at the beach, most of us lay down under the famous arch of Nakabuang beach to have our afternoon nap. It drizzled but only for a short period of time. While in the moment, I thought of not gong back to Manila because it felt like heaven being in such a wonderful place.
Nakabuang beach and its famous arch
My travel buddy and I said goodbye to our tourmates in Nakabuang beach as they headed back to Batan Island. As for us, we rented a trike to take us to other parts of Sabtang not covered by the tour. We stopped by Sumnanga, curious why it's called "Little Hongkong" but we weren't able to figure out the reason behind the nickname. I walked the entire stretch of the coastline and could only come up with a theory: that the part of the sea there resembles Hongkong bay. That is the only thing I could think of since Sumnanga is in no way modern compared to Hongkong. Another thing about the coastal town: I have to note that the area was pretty much devastated, they say , by last year's typhoons. 

part of Sumnanga overlooking the sea
We also visited Nakanmuan but there isn't much to see in the barangay. Nevertheless, we enjoyed the very long ride. The breeze, the waning heat of the sun, the excellent sceneries, now what more can you ask for? Did I say that the young tricycle driver who toured us has wonderful taste in music? He played MLTR songs!!! I thought my heart would burst with happiness. :)

That night, I washed my clothes since our host has a washing machine. We slept in the receiving area of our host's house, with the door wide open. Still the summer heat made us sweat a lot. We were also lucky because our host cooked chicken tinola and invited us for dinner. We didn't find any restaurant in the barangay.


Take me to your heart, take me to your soul.
Give me your hand and hold me.

Show me what love is, be my guiding star.
It's easy; take me to your heart.
#LSS

Batanes Day 1

Batanes Day 3
Batanes Day 4
Batanes Day 5

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Feynman's Rainbow: A Search for Beauty in Physics and Life (Leonard Mlodinow)

One day early this year, I arrived at my workstation surprised to find a book entitled "Feynman's Rainbow" on my desk. It came with a note that read "Something to start the week on an upbeat note. Have a wonderful day, Melo. :) J". Reading the title, I immediately thought of the famous physicist Richard Feynman and quickly scanned the back blurb and was happy to be the recipient of such a book. Another item in my collection, and something related to quantum physics!

I brought the book with me to Bohol and started to read a few pages while in Dumaluan beach in Panglao, Bohol. I didn't finish it though because the allure of the scenery was quite distracting and I kept looking far out into the sea. At that time though I was more than excited to read about one of the biggest minds that I admire, Richard Feynman the physicist.

I first learned of the him as a college freshman in UP Diliman. One of his essays was part of our reading list for Natural Science 1 class, a course I unfortunately failed to enjoy because of the large class and I often fell asleep despite whatever resistance I put up. Later on, getting hooked on chaos theory and ultimately to quantum physics mainly because of Dr. Amador Muriel's talk in our STS class in my final year, I would always encounter his name in the books that I read.

Later on, curious about the man, I did a quick search on the net and downloaded an ebook entitled "Sure You're Joking, Mr. Feynman", read the first few pages and decided that the man is bigger than I thought. His is a curious mind since his childhood days as he spent his early years tinkering with radios and shortly after doing repair jobs while young.

So having a book written by a younger physicist about his encounter with Feynman thoroughly made my day. I wanted to see how others viewed him, how he influenced and inspired others, and also look into how his mind works, what he's like as a person. I didn't expect to be teary-eyed after reading "Feynman's Rainbow".

The book narrates Mlodinow's arrival in Caltech where he was worrying about what physics problem to work on, aside from his doubts if he has what it takes to be a scientist. Meeting Richard Feynman, then already a big man in the physics world, made him realize many things. According to Mlodinow, Feynman loved math and physics but disliked philosophy and psychology, something I found weird since I've always thought that math and philosophy could make very good bedfellows. Despite this, I found the man pretty much like those ancient philosophers who can offer great insights into many things.

Many passages in the book made me imagine scenes were the book  made into an animé, and I am more than sure that if this book were adapted to a film or series, I would certainly cry. I was thinking of the animé Honey and Clover, that series which I consider as one of the best series for its profound insights into human relationships, happiness, and life in general. In the same way, this book, although focusing on physicists and physics, has that power to inspire its readers. Personally, getting to know more about Feynman, I think I share an affinity with the man and it comforts me that I am and will be alright, too, because we share the same outlook in life--- never wasting time on things that do not rouse interest, being imaginative and intuitive and a bit pragmatic, not minding much if what we work on is deemed significant or not by others as long as it retains interest and enthusiasm, and most importantly, looking at the world through a child's lens and appreciating the beauty of phenomena and getting inspired in the process. I am also amused at how he would attend a seminar just for the cookies, something I am guilty of doing in most cases.

For instance, when asked if Mlodinow has that something special to be a scientist, Feynman answers that being a scientist is not different from the average person in that we all think in a constructive way, we all use our imagination, that the only difference is that scientists analyze things thoroughly like a detective out to solve a mystery with only a handful of clues. I love how Feynman does not elevate the status of scientists as most are wont to do because they feel they are intellectually superior to other human beings.

The book contains a lot of wise words from Feynman and here are some of them:

"(...) When there is a hard problem, one has to work a long time and has to be persistent. In order to be persistent, you have got to be convinced that it's worthwhile working so hard, that you're going to get somewhere. And that takes a certain kind of fooling yourself." (p.59)

"When asked if it would be wise to work on something that everyone else thinks is nonsense, Feynman simply says, "only under one condition (...) that you don't think it's nonsense." Continuing, he says, "Maybe you just don't know enough, or haven't known it long enough, to be spoiled by what you know. Too much education can cause trouble." (p.78)

"(...) Whatever you choose to work on, be your own worst critic. And don't do it for the wrong reasons. Don't do it unless you really believe. Because if it doesn't work out, you could end up wasting a lot of time." (p.94)

And the following dialogue when the topic shifted to rainbows:

 ‘Do you know who first explained the true origin of the rainbow?’ I asked.
‘It was Descartes,’ he said.  After a moment he looked me in the eye.
‘And what do you think was the salient feature of the rainbow that inspired Descartes’ mathematical analysis?’ he asked.
‘Well, the rainbow is actually a section of a cone that appears as an arc of the colors of the spectrum when drops of water are illuminated by sunlight behind the observer.’
‘And?’
‘I suppose his inspiration was the realization that the problem could be analyzed by considering a single drop, and the geometry of the situation.’
‘You’re overlooking a key feature of the phenomenon,’ he said.
‘Okay, I give up. What would you say inspired his theory?’
‘I would say his inspiration was that he thought rainbows were beautiful.’

I especially loved the latter part of the book when, as Feynman was nearing his death due to his sickness, he would talk about his family, how he would regret not seeing his daughter grow up (though he did see her reach adulthood), how he shared that he loved his wife Arlene but that he didn't grew resentful even after her death and just accepted that there are things beyond our control (something I am trying hard to learn). I love reading about the humane side of big people, they inspire all the more when we can see their struggles. Another thing I loved about the man is how generous he had been, as he shared bits of wisdom to enlighten a lost man.
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To J whoever he/she is, thank you for giving me this book. I don't know what's on your mind when you picked it for me but whatever it is, thank you for thinking of me.