Martial Law be Damned. Adtu ta sa Buda!

Martial Law be damned. There’s no better way to spend the weekend than to go on a froad (food road) trip to Buda in Marilog District to cool off and escape the city noise.

Unlike a few years back when you can’t find a decent place to eat, Buda (Bukidnon-Davao boundary) on the highlands of Davao City, is slowly transforming into a foodie destination. There are now quite a number of quaint restos that serve good food. Plus, the view each resto offers is nothing short of amazing.

Here are three of our favorite eat digs in Marilog:

La Toscana

They serve some of the best pasta and pizza in Davao City. Their fresh noodle seafood pasta alone is worth the more than an hour drive. They also have a branch in Tionko Avenue in Downtown Davao, but their pizza tastes much better at their Buda branch. Both branches use the same recipe, but the long travel to get there makes the food taste much better.

 

Seagull Mountain  Resort Steakhouse

This roadside restaurant has become the unofficial pitstop of motorists traveling to and from Bukidnon to Davao City. What made them famous is their delicious suman and sikwati combo. Your travel to Buda will not be complete if you don’t try this.

 

Wild Berry Resto
This rustic restaurant just before the quarantine stop in Lorega, Buda serves the most mouthwatering pork tenderloin steak in that part of the map. They also make a mean four berries shake with wild berry, that grows in their nearby farm, as their main ingredient.

 

 

Public advisories keep telling people to keep off crowded places, so what better place to go to than Buda. Tara na, adto ‘ta sa Buda.

 

 

Perseverance

Perseverance is a key factor for success.

His name is Erwin Macua, 38 years old.

He juggled from being a security guard, pursuing a bachelors degree in Elementary Education, and being a father of 3 children.

And last March 24, 2017, he graduated cum laude from St Theresa’s College in Cebu – the same school where he works as a security guard for the past 20 years.

“Age is not a hindrance, poverty is not a hindrance. Just pursue your dream with the formula: hard work plus determination plus prayer and you will reach your aspirations in life,” Macua said.

An inspiration to his classmates, Macua said he plans to continue his work as a security guard while self-reviewing for the licensure exams for teachers.

He credits his passion for teaching to the lessons he learned from observing the diversity of students in school, which had him looking forward to having his own advisory class in the future.

For now, Macua will continue guarding the gates of STC as he prepares for the licensure examination for teachers in September. He said he has received offers from private and public schools. But his focus now is to pass the exams before he teaches, he said. “It’s one thing to graduate with honors and teach. But I’d be happier to be teaching with a license. That way, I can inspire my future students to work harder,” he said.
Sources: abs-cbnnews.com;  sunstar.com.ph

White House on Top of a Hill

The Island Garden City of Samal (IGaCoS) used to be known as the Moncadista Island, because it was once a colony of the Moncadistas, a religious group noted for eating only raw and uncooked food. In the late 1930’s they built two camps in Barangay Limao — Camp 23, a 23-hectare residential area for its members and Camp 19, a 19-hectare cultural heritage property where the White House is located.

The White House is where the group’s founder, Hilario Camino Moncado, used to occasionally stay. However, it was abandoned after its leader passed away at an early age. The property is still owned by the group and it is said that there are plans to renovate it and transform it into a tourism heritage center.

The house, which stands on top of a hill, gives visitors an amazing view of the Davao Gulf and the adjacent Davao City. It is not too far from the wharf in Babak, but the roads going up are a little rough. It is worth a visit though.

Pass the Biscuits

Here is one story I got from a friend via mail. It is an interesting lesson on life, relationship and friendship. I hope you will enjoy this.

PASS THE BISCUITS

When I was a kid, my mum liked to make breakfast food for dinner
every now & then & I remember one night in particular when she had
made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening
so long ago, my mum placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed!

Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mum and ask me how my day was at school.

I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember hearing my mum apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget what he said: “Honey, I love burned biscuits.”

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned.

He wrapped me in his arms and said, “Your mummy put in a long hard day at work today and she’s real tired. And besides… A burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!”

You know, life is full of imperfect things… And imperfect people. I’m not the best at hardly anything and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else.

What I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences, is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

So…please pass me a biscuit. And yes, the burned one will do just fine!
And please pass this along to someonewho has enriched your life…I just did!

Life is too short to wake up with regrets… Love the people who treat you rightand forget about the ones who don’t.

ENJOY LIFE NOW – IT HAS AN EXPIRATION DATE!

A Stream Restored

The restoration of Cheong Gye Cheon stream signals the series of projects aimed at “greening” Seoul. It is also a testament that urban decay can be turned around with an unbridled passion and ambition. Consider this: a major highway was uprooted to give life again to a stream that had been effectively buried alive for 600 years.

By way of background: During the Joseon Dynasty (1392-1910), Cheong Gye Cheon is a stream running through central Seoul from west to east. Housewives gathered at the stream to do laundry, while their children played together. But in the 1900s until after the Korean War (1950-1953), people who left their homes in rural areas to find jobs or a better living in Seoul built one makeshift house after another along the stream, making the area a shantytown. In 1958, efforts to improve the poor aesthetic condition of the Cheong Gye Cheon began by covering the stream with concrete and this work continued for the ensuing twenty years, In 1976, an elevated highway was built over the top. Consequently, the Cheong Gye Cheon, vanished.

Lee Myuing Bak the mayor of Seoul then (and later, South Korea’s president), greenlighted the restoration project. Storeowners and street vendors that operated small businesses along the stream as well as commuters and urban developers, initially objected to the project. However, they finally understood that the restoration of Cheonggyecheon is important as it fit in with the movement to re-introduce nature to the city and to promote a more eco-friendly urban design.

Work commenced on July 21, 2003 and was completed in October 1, 2005. It has since then become popular to city residents and to tourists. A tourist information officer told me that each week, over 500,00 people walk alongside the stream. In the mornings, groups of brightly clad ajummas (married laides) power-walk along the paths while lovebirds walk slowly arm-in-arm at night when the banks are lit up. There is also a growing number of fish and birds returning to the stream.

The images accompanying shows the resulting restored stream, taken during my visit last April 30, 2015.

Honesty Cafe

Honesty is among the traits the Batans pride themselves with.  But can you expect the same things from people not from Batanes?

Honesty Cafe proves we can.

This is a small store (probably 20 to 30 sqm ) located near the Port of Ivana. Locals said it is open 24/7. Yet, no one is manning the store. No cashiers. No attendants.  Only a sign ” The Lord is my security guard” comes close to a deterrent  to anybody who may have evil designs.

If you need to buy something, all you have to do is get that item, — coffee, bread, native crafts. Prices are written on the items. You leave your payment in a box marked for that purpose.  Of course, no change can be given so one has to either pay the exact amount or leave a bit more money than the cost of the goods taken.