Today, I was lucky enough to have an amazing encounter with the playful dolphins. I’ve never seen this much and this close. However, I found it hard to get nice pictures of them because they were very fast.
So here are some pictures that I have taken, no (dolphin) jump shots though, I’m such an amateur.
Though the shots aren’t the best ones, I still have to pat myself on the back for the effort and tell myself that I did like some of the photos and here are my favorite shots:
Yesterday, I got a chance to visit Kudahuvhadoo Island, though not for a leisure trip. Me and my 15 expat colleagues went there for medical as our work permits are due for renewal.
But even though it wasn’t a leisure trip, I made sure I’ll have photos to bring home.
Kudahuvhadoo Island is located in Dhaalu Atoll and it is way bigger than other islands. When I say bigger, it means you can’t walk around the island – actually you can but it will be a long walk. So there were motorbikes everywhere and I saw a few cars too. This island has bigger medical facilities than the other local islands, I saw an ATM and a bank, and a domestic airport will be opening soon.
I’ve taken some photos which will show you a different side of Maldives, the one that is far different from the usual impression about the country – luxurious resorts, beach vibes, snorkeling, under water restaurants, etc.
There was a small cafe where we had our lunch. It looked like a carinderia with monobloc chairs and tables with plastic mantle on. I had Bami Goreng for lunch which really looked just like an instant fried noodles mixed with some beef and chicken slices and sausages
But never mind the plastic chairs and tables and the menu with only 15 dishes on it because just look at the amazing view.
One of my tasks here is to take care of Media guests, Bloggers and Travel Agents visiting our resort.
Over the last 10 months of doing so, I’ve met a lot of different people from different countries with different agendas. Most of them are nice but there are some ungrateful bloody b@$=^*s!
Anyway, my recent Russian group was quite different from all the other Russian guests I met earlier. They were a group of 10 people, all well-behaved and a little bit jolly.
I don’t have anything against the Russians here (*disclaimer*disclaimer*disclaimer). It’s just that when you’ve watched too much movies with Russian spies or hardcore mafias (ex. Angelina Jolie’s Salt) you’ll always generalize them as such specially when your imagination goes beyond your control.
I have really met a few rude Russians but I’ve met a lot of friendly people from that part of the planet. They just seem rude because of the way they speak.
So this Russian Group that I was talking about is really a nice bunch and they even gave me a lot of gifts (I really never expect to receive any). And here you go, I’m happily showing them off to you right now!
One of the perks of working here in the Maldives is that whenever you get stressed from your daily tasks or routine, you can just go out of your office and look at the stunning view and you’ll be so relaxed when you get back to the office.
And if the view is not enough, you can swim or snorkel or go for cruise or night fishing.
Yesterday, me and my colleagues went out for a fishing trip. The water was so still, the color combination of the sea and the sky and the sunset, oh, I just can’t put into words the magnificence of the view so I just took photos and you decide how you are going to describe these images.
The boat left the island at 6:45 am. The moon was still up, the sky still dark. Our eyes half awake, our stomachs craving for warm coffee.
I waited for the sun to come out. It’s been a while since I last saw the sunrise.
I sat by the edge of the boat and marvelled at the rising sun, its light taking over this small paradise.
I thought about my past 8 months here and how I have slowly settled into the island life.
I thought about my plans before moving here.
Before signing my contract, I told myself that this will be my last overseas contract, that once this contract is over, I’ll retire and go back home for good. I thought about the island life and how I will miss it once I go back home.
I thought about the days when I stroll down the beach to watch the sunset after a day’s work or swim and mingle with the fish & turtles or gate crash a fishing party. I thought about the luxury of coming to work in flip-flops and of not cooking for myself, of just having to bring myself to the canteen and put the food on my plate.
I thought about the days when my skin smelled of sun and sea, and of days when I won’t be able to smell it anymore. I thought about the days when I would want to swim but would only be able to do so after a five hour drive to the nearest beach.
I thought about all of these and more.
I thought of today and how today will just become a yesterday, a month ago, a year ago or a decade ago.
I thought of all the memories that I will take with me once I leave this paradise for good and how it will stay as vivid as the Maldivian waters or how it will blur out as I age, when I can’t distinguish the difference between a memory and a dream anymore.
I sat by the edge of the boat and marvelled at the rising sun, its light taking over this small paradise, its light taking over me.
Whenever I visit a new place, I would always look for a food chain familiar to me. I’m not very adventurous when it comes to food. I’m actually very picky so I’d rather look for food that my tummy knows, rather than experimenting on a new cuisine and later on regretting the money and food wasted.
In Malé, I felt weird to not see any international food chain. Though, I think, this is a good thing. That the locals will have a chance to open up their cafes / restaurants without the fear that business will be diluted by big chains, just like what’s happening in our town back home.
Since I am not very adventurous, once I’ve liked a restaurant, I will always come back to that restaurant and probably eat the same thing. I don’t usually go to Malé because my island is quite far South but whenever I get a chance, I’ll always have a meal at Seahouse, that’s before I discovered Shellbeans. So now, I have two to visit whenever I go to Malé.
The first cafe that I discovered is the Seahouse. It’s not very attractive from the outside, you wouldn’t even notice it. It is on the 2nd floor and the signage isn’t really attractive.
I was hesitant at first, I thought they might be serving only local dishes but I was so surprised when I saw Bistek Tagalog and Pancit Bihon on their menu. I was like, SERIOUSLY??? And I was so happy, though the Pancit Bihon wasn’t as authentic and tasty as I was expecting but still, after months of not being able to eat any Filipino dish, I cannot complain!
But more than the Filipino food, I like the vibe of this restaurant. I like the verandah and I like the music that they play. It’s just like a great combination of everything. This is the kind of place where I could stay for hours and hours, just sitting, eating or drinking juice or coffee while looking at the nice view, listening to the waves and the music. And even though the place is always full and noisy, I still feel so relaxed, weird but, I can’t explain.
Pagbrowse ko ng newsfeed kaninang umaga, nakita ko ang post ng highschool classmate ko. Nandun ang litrato ng bagong silang niyang anak at ang status na sa siyam na taon niyang pabalik balik ng Dubai, ngayon lang daw durog na durog ang puso niyang aalis dahil maiiwan niya ang anak niya.
Tuwing pinapakilala ko ang asawa ko sa mga friends and family, ang unang tanong ay kung ilang taon na kaming kasal at ang pangalawa naman ay kung may anak na daw ba kami. At pag sinabi kong wala pa, ang mga maririnig ko ay, mag-anak ka na bago pa magsara ‘yan, o kaya ay mag-anak ka na habang bata ka pa at masarap magkababy o kaya ay bigyan mo ng ng apo ang nanay mo.
Parang napakadali lang mag-anak at kung makapagcomment sila, akala mo, sila ang magluluwal ng bata at magpapagatas dito. Isipin ko pa lang yung pagdurusa ko pag masakit ang ngipin ko, paano na lang ang padurusa at sakit ng panganganak?
Isa pa, masakit na nga ang panganganak, mas masakit pa ang isipin na nagaabroad pa rin ako at baka madurog din ang puso ko kapag iniwan ko ang anak ko lalo na kung sanggol pa.
Marami tayong kababayan na iniiwan ang anak sa Pilipinas para mangibang bansa, wala naman akong kontra don. Pero masakit isipin na napakaraming magulang ang nadudurog ang puso, una dahil iiwan ang mga anak, pangalawa ay lumalaki ang mga anak na malayo ang loob sa kanila at minsan ay pasaway pa. Parang ang sarap magbasag ng plato pag yung pinaghirapan mong iluwal sa mundong ito at pakainin hanggang sa paglaki ay sasagut-sagutin ka lang at hindi man lang makapaghugas ng kanilang pinagkainan.
Ang bitter ko ba? Hinde naman. Ayoko lang ng mga bagay na nakakadurog ng puso.