This experience has changed me the way I see concerts on DVDs. Being there at the Blue Stage for Rage Against the Machine was totally crazy. I did enjoy the band but I just can’t stand the crowd. “Bulls On Parade” just did it all for me as people were getting out for their lives. The “mosh pit” was so cruel that only the strong and big could survive. My experience of getting through the crowd for “Rage” has been a hell of an effort. I never enjoyed Silverchair as I was amongst the crowd, waiting to get in the Blue Stage. No space wasted as no fart can escape. Skin to skin, I was with the Aussies. Color, religion, gender or social status has never been an issue. All were for the chance to see Rage Against the Machine.

Anyway, here are some of the pictures and videos I have taken.

Click for BDO 2008 Photos

I’ll be leaving for Tasmania tomorrow for some work to do on one of our clients at their Hobart and Launceston sites. We would be interconnecting sites and offices as operations needed better link to their Melbourne office.

But anyway, you might heard of our fellow Dabawenyo, Capt. Gavino Mercado, Jr., (news link / Google Search Results) who has been “lost” since November in searching for a capsized ship with Filipino fishermen around Palawan. Our friends and brothers in Scouting have organized a team to help search for Capt. Mercado. Updates and some details are being e-mailed to us by team leader and a friend, John Oliver Valmoria.

So, at this moment, I hope things are doing great in Davao as I really miss home. Have you tried Sana’s Tapa at Juan Luna Ext.? I miss my “trisikad“ rides going to their humble “karinderya“. Though not that fancy, I’m sure you’ll get satisfied.

Until next time. “Ayo-ayo mong tanan“.

After living here for almost 6 months, I could say that money isn’t really everything. I have spoiled myself during the holidays but never in blue hell did I enjoy like being with family and friends.

Anyway, few hours from now would be another year to get through and I hope things would be good for all of us. As much as I would like to stay and work in Davao, there’s not much opportunity to get things done sooner. I hope and pray that everything will be better for all the Pinoys in the world.

Happy New Year and God bless us all.

Christmas in Oz seems to be very different compared back home. Though malls, buildings and streets are decorated, the atmosphere seems to be clouded with their culture. That majority don’t care that much. That Christmas is just another holiday.

Going around Geelong and Melbourne has been very weird. It seems that Christmas is having a Holy Week feel. People tend to be pre occupied with work and the cold wind just gives me the sad chill.

Unlike here, people in Davao just can’t wipe the smile off their faces. You can just see the eagerness in celebrating the holidays, the enthusiasm to please their loved ones and the effort of masking the everyday struggle through recycled decorations.

I will also miss when carolers would just sing their hearts out and be greeted with “walay kwarta” and answered with “ang babarat ninyo”. The hit Pinoy songs having their Christmas versions, endlessly played and sang with excitement. I’ll be missing the kids who would just do anything like being asked to sing “boom tarat-tarat” with actions for Php 10.00 and trying to come back with a different shirt for an encore. These naughty kids just never fail to entertain me.

Thinking about these seems to bury a hole within me. I guess, I just have to get used in celebrating Christmas on this side of the planet. I’ll just try to close my eyes and cover my ears.

Maayong Pasko Dabaw! ‘Musta ang “soup kitchen” sa Rizal Park?

For nights, the heater was my best friend. I had it in a way created Davao City in my room that I had my skin dried and cracked. I sometimes cried from the emptiness that it brings. It was silent and just can’t talk to be called my company.

In a way, I got everything that would help me beat boredom. I brought my iPod, my books, my photos and my notes. They seem to fill the gap until I grew tired of it. Everything has become irrelevant.

From the “what I had” to “the things that I have to do without them”, has become my 2^nd plan. I read labels of shampoos, soaps, lotions, tickets or anything that could just eat some time. I also tried exploring the surroundings by foot but being a Dabawenyo, “mu-ukuk jud basta bugnaw”. It reminds me of my friend, Racky, who owns “Avenue S” at DAMOSA Gateway. “Lugi kami basta mag ulan. Mga taga-Dabaw, magtambay ra sa balay basta bugnaw. Way halin.”

It really has been a struggle being away from home. Thank God, uncle had a spare PC. In a way, I could go much further in beating boredom…in missing home.

Since then, I have missed a lot. The Kadayawan, Mayor Duterte’s cussing on his Sunday show, the BBQ at Claveria (near Veteran’s Bank), my drinking sessions with my “El Barangay” at the “Barangay”/”Bak-Bak”, Midnight Sales, Balut and Lug-Lug at Bankerohan, “sight seeing” at Auto Shop Compound, Isla Reta weekend get-aways, family, friends and everything that Davao has marked on me.

I know it’s hard but the thought of coming home soon is something that I’m really into.

Magkita ra ta sa sunod, Davao.