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Negros Trip

6th February 2006


Pretty attention grabbing headline, huh?  When you're planning a trip to Negros with a bunch of your volunteer buddies, this is not the sort of thing you want to see.

I've typed up the full article and it can be found here.

I saw a lady reading this during the Dingayang festival and asked if I could have it 'cause I was just a tad curious to see what the article was about.  The RPA is a splinter group from the NPA.  Both desire a communist style government in the Philippines and are prepared to use violent means.  I assume they have some sort of ideological difference, as it was an NPA operative that carried out the assassination on the RPA commander.

The volunteers that were killed were local Filipino volunteers.   They were probably helping out the local captain with some simple security stuff.  Breaking up drunken fights, security watch, crowd control at big events.  That sort of thing.  They were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

It sounds a bit odd, but since it was Filipino volunteers that were killed, I wasn't overly concerned about going to Negros.  I would of been much more concerned if western volunteers were being targeted.

I mentioned the assassinations to the Mayor during a meeting, wondering if he had anything useful to add.  He was quite concerned as he puts a lot of effort into ensuring the safety of volunteers.  He made a few phone calls and organized a police escort for us on Negros.  It wasn't what I really expected or wanted, but we decided to agree to the police escort.

The Mayor had given my cellphone number to the police commander of Negros, and the commander was to call me to arrange a place to meet and so on.  

The phone call never came.

I'm sure the Mayor will get annoyed by this and will shout at a few people.

Anyway, we decided to head off for another island adventure .

Getting There
We all caught a ferry from the Port of Dumangas to Negros for the princely sum of 100 pesos ($NZ 2.50) each.  

The ferries here are quite interesting.  All of them are Japanese rejects.  You can usually spot a Japanese logo or two on the sides of the ferries.  The Japanese sells the ferries they deem un-seaworthy to the Philippines.  This says two things to me.  

Firstly, I think the Japanese are far too anally-retentive about their safety standards.  The slight wearing of the ball bearing or two does make the boat/car/airplane unsafe.  It's just wasteful.  

Secondly, it shows the Filipinos to be the polar opposite of the Japanese.  The boats/cars/tricycles that they buy might start off safe, but soon fall into disrepair and become unsafe.  Some of the Jeepneys that I have ridden in have had rust holes in their floors.  There are obviously some economy factors coming into play.  Maybe Japan could give the Philippines a squillion dollars and their safety standards could meet somewhere in the middle.

Accommodation
We stayed at the Mambukal Resort, which was absolutely gorgeous and an steal at 375 pesos ($NZ 9.38) per bed per night.  It has its own cold water pool, liquid magma powered hot water pool, a restaurant and very swish units complete with air-conditioning, lukewarm showers and comfy beds suitable for naps and sleeping.  The grounds weren't too bad either.  

We also saw some giant bats flying around.  I asked a local how big they were, and he stretched out his arms as far as he could and said, "This big".  Very cool. 

We spent the last evening in the hot pools.  Everyone joined in initially, but it ended up only being me and three other guys.  We talked about all sorts of stuff:

  • Religion 
    I'm an Agnostic, but not of the deathbed variety.

  • Politics 
    The President of the Philippines profits from the misery of her own people.

  • Sex
    I like boobies.

Deep and meaningful conversations in idyllic spots are always good value.  


Illegal Gambling
As noted in a previous entry, the only legal time to play Pusoy is after someone has died and you are "keeping watch" outside their house.

This, however, did not stop me teaching the other volunteers how to play Pusoy.  I explained to them that what we were doing was technically illegal, but nobody seemed to mind/care very much.  

Everybody really got into it, which was cool.  Playing a very Filipino game was half the fun.  The usual jokes were made about the amount of money we were betting.  "You owe me 25 centavos Lachlan.  You better pay up or it's your kneecaps."  25 centavos is worth 0.63 New Zealand cents...

I was the dealer on the first night we played.  Nobody won or lost very much.  On the second night Eric was the dealer.  He cleaned up big time.  The final tally went something like this:

Eric

Up 150 pesos ($NZ 3.75)
Claudia
Up 50 pesos ($NZ 1.25)
Coolio McCool
Down 30 pesos ($NZ 0.50)
Lachlan 
Down 170 pesos ($NZ 4.25)

*Warning.  Geeky math up ahead.  If you'd prefer to skip to the bit when I plunge into the Pool of Death, click here*

Poor old Lachlan tried that old gambling trick based on the Fibonacci series of numbers.  The theory goes that your adjust the amount of your next bet so that any winnings you get will offset any loses you have had up to that point.  

So, in a game of even odds like Pusoy, if you've lost one peso, then your next bet would be two pesos.  If you lose again, then it would be three.  If you kept on losing your bets would go like this: 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55 ...   If you won at any point, your losses would be offset and you'd be back to all square.

This method is only guaranteed to work if you have an infinite supply of money.  Lachlan did not, and he eventually lost all his loose change to Eric.

Hiking in the Mountains of Negros
The undoubted highlight of the trip was the five hour hike in the mountains around the resort.  Some of the  places we were going to go didn't have any well defined paths, so we hired a local guide for 500 pesos. 

The guide's name was Bal.  He was a cool guy.  During the walk he found some vines that he wove into bracelets.  He usually sells them for fifty pesos (NZ$ 1.35) each during the busy tourist times, but gave us some for free.

Dumangas is a very flat place.  Much like Christchurch in New Zealand.  Negros is almost the complete opposite.  Lots of mountains and hills and even an odd volcano or two.  This all made for quite a difficult walk.  

I preferred the up parts myself.  I could just put my head down and grind my way up.  Down was much harder, particularly after the rain we had.  You had to be very careful where your foot landed so you wouldn't slip.  There was also some very cool river crossings.

All the ups and downs made for some great views though.  Check out this and this for a couple of good reasons to visit the Philippines.

We also passed through many small farming communities.  It was very interesting to see the very basic living conditions of these people.  Most of them hid from us, but I did manage to get a picture of some of local kids.  

Pool of Death
There is a certain pool next to a cliff that the locals affectionately call the Pool of Death.  Young men must jump into the Pool of Death as part of their coming of age ceremony.  Some die due to the fall, some drown and some are eaten by the alligators at the bottom.  

Those that survive, which is most of them, are treated as heroes.  They get fed copious amounts of alcohol and choose as many women as they like to spend the night with.  Most of them are too drunk to take advantage of it though.

I'm up for most things in the Philippines, so I thought I'd give it a go.  I started with a manly pose, and then hurled myself at the raging waters below.  It takes a long time to fall 100 meters...  To stop myself getting bored, I gave my nostrils a really good clean.  I don't really remember hitting the water, but I do remember the elation of reaching the surface again.  There were no alligators present when I jumped.

The locals helped me out of the water and carried me to their village as a hero.  They offered me alcohol and women, but I refused both.  Didn't seem quite right for some reason.  They wanted me to remain in the village and become their God.  I really wanted to get back to the walk though, so I made some weak excuses and said my goodbyes. 

One of my more interesting experiences in the Philippines and every word of it true.**

Purdy Waterfalls
The start of the walk was quite hospitable.  Their were handrails, steps carved into the rocks and shelters along the way.  Heck, some industrious Filipinos had even set up a store along the path.  It was still very beautiful though and there were six gorgeous waterfalls along the way.

Bal decided to take us off the beaten track to show us a very cool waterfall.  He took us this muddy slope that he claimed was a path.  The muddy slope led to river, which we headed up by jumping from rock to rock.  Bal insisted we take off our shoes for the last bit as had to walk in the river to reach the waterfall.

Well worth the effort though.  Bal showed us how to get in behind the waterfall which was just neat.  It was impossible to see anything useful in the center of the waterfall due to the copious amounts of falling water (duh).  You had to feel your way with your feet.  Neat.

A special callout has to go to Dan, who was the only person brave enough to bring a camera to the waterfall.  He got some very cool shots.  

Heading Back
Lachlan had badly twisted his foot on his way to the last waterfall and we were starting to get tired, so we decided to head back to the resort.  We took it pretty easy on the way back.  A casual stroll down the mountains, with a rest or two along the way.

 


* Look kids!  It's the Fibonacci Series!

** Well, not really...

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