The Philippines though my eyes – Sunset


bohol25aIt’s here where you can sit and enjoy life simple solitude. As dusk closes, the ocean seems to calm and the sun falls oh so slowly behind a point of land that extends out in to the bay. As I sit and ponder I suddenly hear a plopping sound. I look and can see the fisherman in their boats trolling their nets and plopping the sea with a tool made from half of coconut shell attached to a stick used in attempt to scare the fish into the net. As the sun disappears behind the trees of the point, all that can be seen is their shaded outlines and the occasional bird landing in them to retire for the night. The setting sun watched from a white clouded mountain top is nothing compared to the beauty of this sunset.

I think about my forefathers and family who have past, those that I had never known, I think of my Lolo and Lola and wonder; is this the sunset they had watched in days long past? I feel them with me now and hear them tell me yes, we have seen the same.

Night has fallen and the only light is that of the stars and the fishing boat lanterns. The light of lanterns glistens and dances in the ripples the water and in them you can just see the outline of men tending their nets. It’s not long before you hear a scraping noise along the seawall, the sound of hermit crabs dragging their shells, where they are going and what they are doing? only they know.

As I gaze out in to the darkness of the night my heart is content and soul is at peace; I will always remember a sunset in Bohol.

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3 Responses to The Philippines though my eyes – Sunset

  1. pink_idiocy says:

    I also love sitting by the beach myself, to think and ponder. The best things in life are really free.
    So you are a Boholana/Boholano. Panciteria is too. Small world. When was the last time you were home?

    • usabaker says:

      Boholano kanako!
      Wow you got it ;P yes I am a Boholano and my beautiful wife is Bicolana. I like to tell my wife that I was suppose to marry a Boholana but because both “B”oho”L” and “B”ico”L” start with a B, end with an L and are both 5 letters; that it was okay for me to marry her. 😉
      Oddly enough I have found that peoples of Bohol and Bicol share allot of the same in the way of “regional” culture. Cooking is slightly different in that Boholanos use allot of vinegar and brown sugar where Bicolanos use allot of sili and coconut milk.
      My wife just returned back from 3 week in Bicol, I was not able to go this time because of my job. I’ve not been home in 3 years and it’s killing me. I hope to be in Bohol next year.

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