Thursday, January 04, 2007

Bohol Pictures 4






Bohol

On Friday, my last full day on Bohol I headed out by myself on the bike to explore the north part of the island. With the open road ahead of me and nice weather I had a great time!

1. The road parrellels the sea for a good long while. Took this to just show what I got to see for seven great days.

2. Rice paddies with the sea and palm trees in the background.

3. These guys were on the top of a bus heading south that had stopped in a little town. I pulled off the road to grab some lunch and water and these guys really wanted their pictures taken.

4. Cock fighting is huge here!

5. Baking bread in eighty degree heat on the side of the road

Bohol Pictures 3






Bohol-

1. Another common method of transport in the islands is the trike. You take one very beat up motorcycle and ad a covered side car to it. Load in two or three passangers and zoom around town full throttle, hell bent for leather, damn emissions standards and full speed ahead.

2. A smiling family, typical. I was taking pictures of a three hundred year old church in Albequrque when these folks streamed out on to the porch and screamed at me "take our picture, please!" I happily obliged. This is not a typical house, these folks have a little bit of money.

3. The inside of a jeepney. Remeber what I said about no safety gear or gauges? This is actually a working, running, automobile. It would never even be allowed close to the road in the states.

4. A great shot of a jeepney at the tarsier center.

5. Believe it or not, we stopped to gas up our scooters at this gas station.

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More pics from Bohol, God what a incredible, beuatiful, exquisite jewel of a place!

1. Gassing up the old fashioned way, a liter coke bottle filled with gas and away you go!

2. Rice fields on the way to Nuts Huts.

3. By far the most photo friendly people I have ever met. Everytime I dragged out my camera the kids would flock around, hamming it up for the camera. Took these kids picture while I was waiting for my trusty steed to be gassed up.

4. I had fresh coconut almost every day. Totally unlike the coconut you get in the states, or anywhere non tropical for that matter. The coconut we get, the brown, dried out nasty stuff does not compare to this at all. Here in Bohol when you get a coconut it is fresh and green, without a speck of brown on it. After you buy your 'nut for about a quarter and drink the juice the seller cuts you a spoon from the husk and then chops it in half. With the piece of husk you can just scoop out the white, succulent meat just like very soft ice-cream.

5. A typical road on Bohol, trees, flowers, green.

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These are some pictures from Bohol-

1. This is the view on gets on coming down the staircase to Nuts Huts. The view is spectacular, all one can see is verdant, green jungle with the pale green jade of the Loboc River just visible through the trees.

2. A couple of kids that live on the dirt track that leads to Nuts Huts.

3. Fruit grows everywhere here, even in the "winter". This is a bunch of bananas growing out on the side of the road.

4. Oishi is a Japanese snack maker that sells a ton of chips and things like that down here. How did they get to be so popular, well they advertise everywhere, even funeral homes!

5. The most popular, by far, method of transport in the Phillipenes. Take one U.S. army surplus jeep, stretch it, add lots of chrome and stickers, take out every piece of saftey equipment, add about twenty people, charge ten to twenty cents a ride, and you get a jeepney!

tarsiers





The tarsiers are the smallest primate in the world and are found only on the islands of the southern Phillipines, Bohol and Mindano. Because, like many animals, their habitat has been encrouched on severly by humans, they are facing extinction. Their chief enemy is the plauge of house cats that have become feral on the islands, the cuts hunt and eat the primates. Their other chief enemy is, of course, human beings. Not only do hmans destroy their habitat they also capture the animals and exhibit them at tourist traps where they are kept in cages and handeled by the general public. This constant handling has been proven to reduce the animals life expectancy.
No one knows for sure how many of the tarsiers live in the wild but the number is decreasing almost daily. I took these pictures at the only governmnent lisenced centre on the island. Here the animals live, not in cages, but in a big fenced enclousre where they are safe from predaters.
A little side note supposdly Steven Spielberg saw a tarsier on a trip to Bohol and it became the model for E.T.


weird food





Weird Food-

Bohol, the Philippines Christmas 2006

Pictures

1. An open Durian. You can see the cavity from where you scoop the flesh of the fruit

2-3. Rob prepares to eat Bolat. I am right behind him with my own.

4. A durian propped up in the market in all of its glory

I did not get to eat very much strange food during this trip even though I looked high and low for it. I had heard about several culinary delights that the islands are famous for like one day old chickens, eaten as a snack while drinking, and a large sausage made of cow penis but I just did not find anything like that so I had to contend myself with duck embryo and durian.

I found the duck embryo right outside of the Loboc church as I was leaving midnight mass on Christmas Eve. A man was walking around the church with as big hot bag on his shoulder. I was with my new friend Rob, an Israeli who had just been to his first Christmas Mass, go figure, and we had to find out what goodies the man had in the box. We figured it had to be good judging by the crowd of locals that he was surrounded by on his trip around town.

We finally were able to force our way through the crowd and got a good look at what was in the box slung over his shoulder. To us, the uninitiated it looked like any normal egg, maybe a little bigger than average. As we held the eggs in our hands they were just like big chicken eggs, the only difference being the size and the fact that they were slightly warm, although far from hot, in our hands.

The crowd of locals around us began to stand back in a respectful half circle as they realized that the two foreigners were about to take part in a real Phillippino delicacy. Before popping our treats in our mouths though, we had to find out what the hell we were doing and how then to eat it.

Looking quizzically at the crowd I asked what I was holding in my hand, “Balot”, the crowd replied, then realizing that there was no way I understood what that meant, “duck embryo”, was shouted at me and then the seller of these wonderful gems looked up and said, “These are seventeen day old duck eggs, the feathers are just starting to form but the beak was not hardened.”

Oh

To eat seventeen-day-old duck embryos one first cracks the shell and peels away the top third of the shell, leaving the bottom 2/3ds of the shell attached. At seventeen days you get to see that you are actually eating a bird. You can see its little wings all folded up and the top of its head. There are feathers on the wings that you will soon be plopping, whole, into your mouth.

After you have peeled off the top part of the shell you sprinkle on a dash of sea salt and a sprinkling of vinegar. Then, and only then, do you tilt your head back, lift up the egg, and squeeze the bottom of the shell, causing the fetus to fall, with a plop, into your mouth. A quick chew, a spit to get rid of a hard, rocklike substance, and that’s it. To be honest, it just tastes like an egg, a very big, chewy, egg.

The only other weird food that I had the whole trip was a durian. The durian is a fruit often seen in south East Asia but almost never outside it. The people of the tropics love it but it gets a bad rap because of its one defining feature. It smells.

I mean it really smells, like the worst thing you have ever smelled. It smells like a dead body would smell after being in a closed, hot room, for a day. It reeks.

The durian that I found in the Tagbiliaran market did not smell nearly as bad as I have heard, okay, not even like I described above, but it did smell bad.

The durian is a very big fruit, about the size of a basketball. Green in colour it is covered by hard spikes that make it tough to hold. To eat the fruit you need to peel back the hard green outer shell, being careful not to impale yourself on the spikes and get at the almost custard like middle of the fruit.

After getting to the middle you reach the meat of the fruit. Soft and flabby, like pudding, it is a pale yellow in colour. There are four globs of this stuff in the fruit, on in each quarter and this is what you eat, scooping it out like soft cheese spread. Initially it tastes like onions or garlic but the aftertaste is just like a very nice fruit taste, it’s just the smell that gets you.

Thursday, December 21, 2006