These are just the questions that keep running through my mind. Until now, I am having a hard time to look for a seat sale (airfare to Batanes is soooo expensive). I am also looking forward to get a good package or perhaps a great holiday deals for this kind of trip and if given the chance, I will be able to fulfill this long time dream.
They said that being in Batanes is an adventure itself. As a travel blogger (in the making), who wouldnt want a unique and memorable adventure? But aside from this adventure, thrill and gastronomic voyage (coconut crab, uvod, and local variation of paella), I travel for a “purpose”. And if given a chance, I will do my purpose in my own little way.
As I’m learning more of Batanes, I found two things (or should I say, two persons) very interesting. The man whose age is more than a century named Lolo Marcello Hostallero and the popular and most photographed woman, Lola Florestida “Ida” Estrella (House of Dakay).
Lolo Marcelo is undeniably a healthy man. An inspiring man who can still work despite his age. A man who never complains of how simple or difficult life is. It made me think that I shouldn’t complain when I encounter heavy workloads because this Lolo never complains even if he is not as strong and as capable as me. On the other hand, Lola Ida‘s story even got my attention most. Being the photographer’s most favorite subject, she never fails to share her stories. She’s very hospitable and her kindness never expects something in return from her guests. According to what I have read, she rarely saw the photos of her. So I am planning to have our picture taken, print it and give to her as a remembrance of how unforgettable my “hopefully” Batanes trip is. I also read that some photos of her won awards and photographers even “get paid” for their photos of her and she, being the subject gets “NOTHING“. So aside from the printed copy of her photo, I would like to give her something in kind. It might be food like bread and milk, some sort of groceries. As we all know, she’s not rich, has no income, and especially she’s getting old. She needs someone who will show care and love even just for the moment you meet her. Lets be sensitive and show her some respect, talk to her, know her inspiring story, and treat her not just an object of photography. Remember, she’s HUMAN as well. But the main reason why I would like to meet and help her is because she reminds me of my Lola Mameng, which we havent seen for so long when they went to Pangasinan until we lost any contacts of her together with my Lolo who took care of my lost father. That’s one of my reason why I joined other bloggers in that Pangasinan tour, but unfortunately I failed.
Things are getting kind of heavy these days…
trying to figure out what road to take
there are many decisions to be made
and the only time I feel sane
is when I’m in a perfect “game”
I have a complete faith
that everything will be fine
Then I move away from pain
that they keep throwing me again.
Wondering while wandering…
One good thing about the road
is that it opens up my eyes
to realize what things I will miss at home
and everything that lies behind
Still thinking where my feet will bring me
As I chase my dream, as time passes by
When I’m feeling hopeless, lonely
Suddenly imagination bring me…
Overlooking the neighbor; Formosa, Taiwan
Dream carried me to the land of Ivatan
Batanes is the name of the outcast land
only inhabited, lil’ lands of Itbayat, Sabtang, Batan
And then I hear, an inviting sound…
I saw Mt. Iraya beyond the blur,
and I beheld the sight so pure
Below the misty mountain clouds,
a spell binding magic made me vowed
There’s a lovely shining silver bay
“Falowa” floating almost everyday
Raging waves of South China Sea
Hugging Pacific Ocean so incredibly
There I met living epic of “Malakas and Maganda”
Names are Marcelo Hostallero and Florestida Estrella
Both survived the test of nature’ wrath and time
living safely in a house made of cogon and stones of lime
Or perhaps they drink the water from the alleged “Fountain of Youth” in Diura?
House of Dakay warmly welcomed me
they treated me like a God whole-heartedly
they served the guest with “tatus” and “Palek” wine
the taste I felt that life is like so divine
Before I leave I vowed with respect
they answered back with love and a gift
they crowned me with a nice “Vakul”
to protect myself from weather so hot or cold
Most noted for its zero crime rate
amazingly til now, no heinous record update
best example, Cafe that oblige your honesty
try to lie and you’ll be punished by invisible fairy.
For so many years…
Naidi sacrifice to hold the guiding light
Basco lighthouse shining bright at night
haven that attracts lovers to hangout
to witness romantic beauty without a doubt.
Oh How can I neglect you in my mind,
island that looks like lost in another time
with your alluring and virginal beauty
I hope one day you’ll promise to again see me
before I bid goodbye to you lovely Ivatan
I’ll pray for the prehistoric Burial Cave of Turungan
Recall Radar Tukon before being abandoned by time
Capture the volcanic aftermath, the Boulders of Valugan
*Note: Photo credits
Philippine Yearbook 2008 (Basco Lighthouse in Naidi Hills)
*this entry has been edited and reposted.