Tales of the Nomad

A Good Friday Crucifixion

2011-04-23T12:04:22Z

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On Good Friday each year, in the City of San Fernando, Pampanga, particularly in Brgy. San Pedro, Cutud, thousands of people flock to witness the world-renowned crucifixion that is re-enacted on a man-made hill.

Originated in 1955, the staging of "Via Crucis" (Way of the Cross), is the only Kapampangan piece on the Passion of Christ written by an amateur, Ricardo Navarro.

It was first performed during the Holy Week 57 years ago by volunteer artists of Brgy. San Pedro Cutud who, like the rest of the Filipinos during that period, had time on their hands because work or exertion on those days was taboo.

It was only in 1962 that the barangay first witnessed an actual crucifixion during the play. The Christ was portrayed by Artemio Anoza, a resident of nearby Apalit town and a quack doctor who dreamt that he would become a full-fledge religious leader. Wanting to realize this dream, he volunteered himself to be crucified as a sacrifice.

Since then, not a year passed without an actual crucifixion taking place during the re-enactment that has now been joined by many as a "panata" or vow of sacrifice.

In 1965, the role players and the penitents were invited to perform outside the barangay, this time in Betis, Guagua. The event caught national interest and subsequently became an international tourist attraction.

Through the years, Ricardo Navarro passed on the family tradition he began to his son, Rolando; and then to his grandson, Allan Navarro, who is the present director of the street play.

Contrary to the Catholic Church's teachings and the commercialization of the event, the fervor for the tradition stays, with the townsfolk sticking to their faith and spiritual practice, constantly remaining pure in their panata which continues to be a source of community solidarity and strength.

All VRs taken on April 22, 2011. Text obtained from the official leaflet. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Virtually Yours, Rizal

2011-02-21T10:54:28Z

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The author joins the nation in celebration of the 150th Birth Anniversary of our National Hero, Dr. Jose Rizal on June 19, 2011.

Rizal Shrine in Fort Santiago

The Rizal Shrine dedicated to the lifework of José Rizal is located on Santa Clara Street, Fort Santiago, Intramuros, Manila.

This is a fortified complex which houses the building the Philippines' national hero spent his last night and where his family later found concealed in an oil lamp, the famous poem Mi último adiós (My Last Farewell). The shrine is home to various memorabilia, books, manuscripts and artworks belonging to the prodigious and multifaceted Rizal.

The shrine is compose of 2 levels: the first level house the Opening to Memory mural where the trial and execution of Rizal was depicted; the Chamber of Text displays the hero's writings, manuscripts, and other memorabilia; and lastly, the model of the prison cell where Rizal was incarcerated from 3 November to 29 December 1896. The Reliquary Room on the 2nd level exhibits the things Rizal used while in Europe, at the center of the room, encased in a glass cylinder is a bullet, still lodged in a part of Rizal's bone from his execution in Luneta.

Rizal Shrine in Calamba

Along historic Calle Real, just a few steps away from the Old Calamba City Hall, now the City College of Calamba, and the parish church, is the shrine dedicated to Dr. Jose Rizal. The shrine is a replica of the Spanish colonial style house where Rizal was born on June 19, 1861, to Francisco Mercado and Teodora Alonzo. The house was typical of the residences of the Filipino gentry of Hispanic times, with its ground floor of lime and stone, its upper floor of the best hardwood, its roof of red tile.

Reconstructed in 1949, the Rizal shrine is now maintained by the National Historical Commission of the Philippines, and the houses furniture and kitchenware of the colonial era, as well as Dr. Rizal's clothes, paintings, sculptures, other paraphernalia and laminated excerpts of his written works.

The house had a small stable for horses and storage for carriages on the ground floor, and a living and dining area and bedrooms on the upper floor. The family also had good-sized library where Rizal's first lessons took place.

In the garden is a bahay kubo (nipa hut) - a replica on the one where Rizal used to spend his days as a child and a statue of Rizal as a boy - an added attraction made by Dudley Diaz for the 1996 Centennial celebration. There is also a wishing well at the back of the house where visitors never missed to inspect simply because of the notion that it makes wishes come true.

Rizal Shrine in Dapitan

Rizal was implicated in the activities of the nascent rebellion and in July 1892 was deported to Dapitan in the province of Zamboanga (in Mindanao). Aboard the steamer Cebu and under heavy guard, Rizal left Manila, sailing to Mindoro and Panay, until he reached Dapitan at seven o'clock in the evening of June 17. From that day until July 31, 1896, Dapitan bear witness to one of the most fruitful periods in Rizal's life. There he built a school, a hospital and a water supply system. He taught and engaged in farming and horticulture, as well a practice medicine and served the poor.

In a letter to his friend, Ferdinand Blumentritt, on December 19, 1893, Rizal described his peaceful life in Dapitan:

"I shall tell you how we lived here. I have three houses-one square, another hexagonal, and the third octagonal. All these houses are made of bamboo, wood, and nipa. I live in the square house, together with my mother, my sister, Trinidad, and my nephew. In the octagonal house live some young boys who are my pupils. The hexagonal house is my barn where I keep my chickens."

Near the end of his exile he met and courted the stepdaughter of a patient, an Irishwoman named Josephine Bracken. He was unable to obtain an ecclesiastical marriage because he would not return to the religion of his youth and was not known to be clearly against revolution. He nonetheless considered Josephine to be his wife and the only person mentioned in the poem, Farewell, sweet stranger, my friend, my joy...

VRs taken from November 2008 to April 2009 with the assistance and support of National Historical Commission of the Philippines. Portions of text from wikipedia.org, wikipilipinas.org, joserizal.ph, & calambacity.gov.ph. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Balangays: The Voyage Home

2011-01-01T11:43:58Z

The moon hasn't risen yet that night, a few stars dotted the sky here and there, clouds move with the wind against our bow, sounds of clashing waves mixed with the screams of the engine, even in darkness, the sea was white and furious as the rage of Poseidon tossed the small merchant ship I was on in a slow, arduous, 30-hour 250-nautical mile journey from Cuyo Island to Manila; with the first few seemingly endless moments spent in puking my guts out!

A Little History

The 3 balangay boats, Diwata ng Lahi, Masawa hong Butuan, and Sama Tawi-Tawi, are replicas of an ancient Philippine boat first excavated in Butuan in the 1970s. Carbon dated to about 320AD, these wooden boats, characterize with a carved-out planks edge adjoined through pins or dowels, were constructed by the Sama (Badjao) people of Sibutu and Sitangkai without any blueprints, but only through the knowledge handed down by their ancestors.

Made entirely of hard woods like the dugong, the boats use no metal nails with the planks lashed together using cabo negro, a kind of grass rope and sealed water-tight using gargar, a tree resin.

The balangay was a house boat as well as a vessel of war and commerce. Whole families lived inside these boats to which our barangay, the smallest unit of government was derived.

Propelled by wind using colorful sails and rowers on each side, our ancestors used these majestic boats in their migration; guided by the sun, the moon, and the stars as well as navigational aids such as wave patterns and seasonal wind changes.

As early as 10th Century AD, roughly 500 years before Magellan, according to the Chinese Song Shi (history), people from the kingdom of Butuan had already established trading relations with the kingdom of Champa in what is now South Vietnam. By the 11th century, Butuan was the center of trade and commerce in the Philippines and was able to send a tribute mission, using boats very much like the balangays, to the Sung Dynasty.

Antonio Pigafetta, Ferdinand Magellan's chronicler during the voyage of 1521 described the balangay as sometimes having 100 rowers on one side commanded by proud warriors and chieftains.

Such were the maritime prowess and achievements of our pre-colonial forefathers; the forgotten heritage and consciousness that the Voyage of the Balangay hopes to rekindle.

Four Wooden Boats

Constructed in 41 days at CCP in Manila, the first balangay, Diwata ng Lahi (Spirit of the Race), is 18 meters long by 3 meters wide. Masawa hong Butuan (Masawa of Butuan), in attribution to Ferdinand Magellan's suppose 1st Easter Mass in March 31, 1521 at the Masawa delta near the entrance to the Agusan River, is larger at 25 meters long by 6 meters wide and finished in 60 days. Balangay Sama Tawi-Tawi (Sama tribe of Tawi-Tawi), pays homage to the Badjao people that built all three boats, is at 23 meters long and 4.5 meters wide and constructed at Luna Compound, Brgy. Bading in Butuan City.

Sama Tawi-Tawi is the only balangay that has an engine. It acts as a service boat for the flotilla and as a lead boat in navigation, communications and supply. Built like a kumpit, trading and commercial boats of Southern Philippines; it houses 8 bunk beds, a 120hp engine, a generator, storage and water tanks at the lower deck while the upper deck comprises of the pilot house, the kitchen and yes, the comforts of a toilet.

Built at roughly the same time as Diwata ng Lahi, the lesser known "workhorse" of the fleet, Tiririt, is a 3 meter long boat that is mainly use for scouting and tugging.

September 1, 2009 marked the start of the voyage in Manila with only one boat, the Diwata ng Lahi; then subsequently, accompanied by Masawa hong Butuan for the Mindanao leg of the journey; and finally joined by Sama Tawi-Tawi from Zamboanga onwards.

Life Aboard the Balangays

Two atoms of hydrogen plus one atom of oxygen and it stretches forever, life at sea is never easy.

Since the dawn of human civilizations we have fought this element that was often seen as an obstacle to new lands and new discoveries. Mariners set out into the unknown in search of food and adventure, some never to return. To this day, even with the advent of GPS and modern navigations, we are still subjected to the sea's unfathomable mysteries, her frequent mood swings and atmospheric tantrums.

When the first balangay set sail to Cavite, a few days after the maiden voyage, a storm hit that almost ended in the loss of the boat. The team got their first taste of the sea's rage and the many more furies that later awaited them.

But the same waters that seeks to challenge their resolves, also provided for their sustenance, abundantly at that. Sea weeds, crabs, squids, and fishes of all sizes are frequently caught while sailing by the Badjaos. Fishermen also provided fresh catch between ports and local supporters gifted produce and fruits, sometimes even offered cattle, goats and fowls; such were their generosities and hospitalities.

Each member of the crew has a function to perform; spotters for the bow and aft scan the water surface for any large floating objects such as logs that can surely damage the boats, there are navigators that plots the course and steers the boats, and those in charge of lowering and raising the anchors, setting the sails, controlling the rudders, etc.

Being stranded for several days in a particular port was nothing new during times of weather disturbances. Like our ancestors, who respected nature and seeks harmony in every voyage, the crew merely waits until conditions are favorable before sailing forth once again.

During most port calls, the crew staged symposiums for the local students and teachers, retelling the rich history of our forefathers. The team also conducted medical missions and disaster preparedness training for the local communities; leaving a lasting footprint of goodwill for those people along the path of voyage.

Rendezvous in Palawan

After nearly three months since the balangays left Philippine waters bound for Southeast Asia, and over 14 months since the start of the initial voyage, the team was coming home at last; via Palawan, the Philippine's last frontier.

The over 12,600 kilometers of voyage had toke them initially around the Philippines then to the countries of Malaysia, Brunei, Indonesia, Singapore, Cambodia, and the territorial waters of Vietnam.

Having last been with the team in Singapore and the Indonesian island of Batam, I boarded a flight the following day they arrived in Puerto Princesa, with the intention of sailing with the boats all the way to Manila.

From Puerto Princesa, the balangays headed north; dropped anchor on the island of Dumaran briefly for a night and reached Apulit Island in El Nido the next day. Renamed Apulit Resort, the former Club Noah Isabelle hosted our lunch that day with appetizing marinated crabs, grilled squids, steamed fish, and other fresh catch. We were supposed to spend the night in their newly renovated cottages along the beach, but opted to visit the nearby Municipality of Taytay, one of the former capitals of Palawan.

The next day, after a glorious sunrise and a hearty breakfast provided by the Mayor of Taytay, the balangays set out towards Cuyo Island, retracing the suppose route of the 10 Bornean Datus that arrived in the neighboring Island of Panay; a trip that took us 14 hours, from sunrise to sunset, and the rising of the full moon.

Literally in the middle of nowhere, Cuyo Island is over 100 kilometers from any major land mass; it sits roughly between Palawan and Panay in the Sulu Sea, and like Taytay, used to be Palawan's capital as evidently by the presence of the Spanish fort.

The team spent the next day hosting a symposium to mostly students and government employees, toured some sights around the island, swam in the clear waters of the beach, and feasted on sumptuous food provided by a member of a crew who is a native of Cuyo.

With little knowledge that the northeast monsoon was gaining in strength and the waters quite turbulent in this area, our first attempt at leaving the island was hampered; second attempt the following day resulted in failure as well. The continuous pounding of waves against our boats was just beyond the wooden balangays can tolerate; force of the impacts sometime reverberated to the entire vessel, seeking to overturn us in hair-raising tilts. We have no recourse but to turned back and seek the protection of the port; to forcibly continue may result in disaster, a risk that our team leader is not willing to take, not that the boats are so close to home.

After two unsuccessful attempts at leaving the island, the team came to a consensus to wait for a few days, hoping for a favorable window of opportunity. Face with uncertainty, this writer, together with two other crew members and a canine, opted to toke a small merchant ship bound for Manila.

Over 12 hours our little ship got hammered and tossed by the waves, swells as high as 15 feet incessantly rammed through the metal hull, vibrations rang out like a gong! In my mind, even though the team's will may be made of steel, the balangays are still made of wood; the boats will never stand a chance in these turbulent waters!

The ride only became tolerable after the ship reaches Coron, under the protective covers of Mindoro; from there, it was almost like a leisurely cruise.

Upon landing in Manila that morning, we eagerly awaited news of the balangays' third attempt at escaping Cuyo Island. Using satellite tracking, everyone heaped a sign of relieve knowing the boats were on approach to Antique, Panay Island that afternoon. Preparations for the arrivals in Manila can finally commence.

Arrivals in Manila

It took the balangays 9 more days after leaving Cuyo, passing through Antique, Boracay, Mindoro, and Batangas before at last entering the safety of Manila Bay. The journey was not without incidents and risks; balangay Sama Tawi-Tawi hit a reef as she was departing Boracay that resulted in a foot long puncture on her hull; the short passage through the Verde Islands was described by one crew member as "like being in a washing machine."

After staying in Sangley Point, Cavite for a few days of rest and boat cleaning; the three balangays with her intrepid crew sailed towards CCP, Manila on the morning of December 13, 2010 for a grand arrival celebration spearheaded by San Miguel Properties that sponsored the balangay's Southeast Asia voyage.

Escorted by vessels of the Philippine Navy and Coast Guard, the balangays made their way in the mirror-like waters of Manila Bay. Approaching the breakwaters, 4 dragon boats from the Philippine Team came alongside to greet us with their drums in tuned. Scores of people waving little Philippine flags lined the stretch of Harbour Square while the Coast Guard band provided the rousing music.

Representatives from different sectors of society: such as former President Fidel V. Ramos, who even rode on the Masawa from Cavite, Executive Secretary Paquito Ochoa, Gen. Danilo Lim, Butuan City's Mayor Amante, Mr. Nur Misuari, Admiral Tamayo of the Philippine Coast Guards, Father Suarez, Tony Meloto, and other notable personalities attended the event.

In his arrival speech, team leader Art Valdez, (Sir Art to most of us), spoke about the symbolism of the Voyage of the Balangay. How his greatest achievement of the voyage was to bring home safely the 40 members of the balangay crew to their respective families. How by working together, even with different faiths, backgrounds and believes, the crew was able to accomplish its challenges and made an impact in rekindling the pride and maritime consciousness of our people.

Like the balangay, the Philippines, as a single "ship of state", our nation, and thus the Filipino people can propel forward if we set aside our differences and work towards our common goals.

The voyage of the balangay may be coming to a close, but the journey continues... in our hearts, in our thoughts, in our hopes, and in our dreams. May our cherished aspirations, carried by boats of the past, reach the shores of the future.

I am mighty proud to be a part of this team, a member of this crew. May the essence and spirit of the balangay voyage endure; for this is our Filipino pride, this is our Malay heritage, and this will be our legacy. Mabuhay ang mabuting Pilipino!

Author's Note: The three balangays are currently docked at Harbour Square in CCP, Manila. After repair and refurbishment, Diwata ng Lahi will be consigned to the National Museum; the team will then set sail towards Butuan City to return balangay Masawa hong Butuan in mid-January.

VRs taken on November 20-30, 2010 in Palawan and December 13, 2010 in Cavite and Manila. Voyage of the Balangay's website: www.balangay-voyage.com. Facebook page: Balangay Voyage. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Myth of the Human Body Exhibit

2010-11-12T05:40:34Z

The body on the pedestal, in the act of throwing a discus, greets visitors as one enters the exhibit hall. On the left, one man in the poise to kick a suppose ball in mid-air, while another is about to catch a soccer ball, yet another in the process of shooting a hoop; on the right, at a distance away, an archer is preparing to fire his arrow, everyone immortalize in apparent tribute to the Olympic Games with the posters of the Greek gods hung above the ceiling.

This is the Myth of the Human Body exhibit, wherein actual bodies were subjected in a process called "plastination", a revolutionizing scientific technology that can bring out the vivid figures of the living human body as invented by a German anatomist, Gunther von Hagens. The process, usually takes a year to complete, can permanently preserved the texture of the skin tissues, the internal organs, the bones, the nerves, even down to the microscopic capillaries!

To the ancient Greeks, mythology was at the heart of everyday life. They regarded it as a part of their history. They used myth to explain natural phenomena, cultural variations, traditional enmities and friendships. It was a source of pride to be able to trace one's leaders' descent from a mythological hero or a god. Thus, the exhibit is divided into 7 sections, a re-composition of the human body and its systems by associating them with the gods' super bodies and characters.

Heracles (Hercules to the Romans), possessing exceptional strength and power, symbolizes the muscular and the skeletal systems that support the human body. Poseidon (Neptune), god of the seas, symbolizes the respiratory system. Dionysus (Bacchus), god of wine and abundance, symbolizes the digestive system. Hades (Pluto), god of the underworld, symbolizes the circulatory system of the heart which performs the endless regression of our body. Eros (Cupid), god of love, symbolizes the reproductive system. Zeus (Jupiter), ruler of the gods, symbolizes the brain and the nervous system. Lastly, Artemis (Diana), goddess of birth and fertility, symbolizes the cycle of birth, the embryonic system.

The Myth of the Human Body exhibit seeks to educate the public; it is the fruit of anatomical research and scientific breakthrough of over a thousand years that attempts to portrait the mysteries of life and enlightens the dignity of being human.

The exhibit venue is at the NeoBabylon Building, No. 9 Bayani Road, AFPOVAI, Taguig City. Opens at 10:30AM until 8:30PM. Entrance fee for adults is 350.00; senior citizens at 280.00, children 3 years old and below are free. Contact numbers are 889-5467 & 889-1724. The exhibit runs until April 17, 2011.

All VRs taken on November 9, 2010. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Aboard the Galleon Andalucia

2010-10-07T14:12:35Z

Ropes, a lot of ropes! That was the first thing I noticed when I first came aboard the 17th Century replica of the Galleon Andalucia on her Manila visit. Docked at Pier 13 just behind the Manila Hotel, the galleon is open for public viewing until the 9th of October; after which, she sails to Cebu and Bohol, taking the route of her ancestors from a golden bygone era.

"Would you like to go up?" referring to the crow's nest at the main mast of the galleon, asked Miguel, the press officer cum chronicler cum sailor of the Andalucia. At first I thought he was kidding, but after a few seconds of finding no hints of triviality, I responded with "...and I thought you'll never ask!"

So after a few minutes of securing my safety harness, camera in tow, I was ready for my swashbuckling adventure of climbing up to the crow's nest of an actual galleon. With mental images of pirates swinging from mast to mast, I scaled the rope mesh ladders carefully and with the guidance of Miguel. More excited than being mindful of my trepidations, each step on the rope was an experience back in time with the only things lacking are an eye patch, a sword, and a parrot on the shoulder to complete the drama.

And the view from the top? It was exhilarating indeed!

Built by the Nao Victoria Foundation of Spain under the design of Seville Ignacio Fernandez Vial, a historic shipbuilder; the galleon Andalucia is 51 meters long, comprising of 6 decks with a usable floor area of 320 square meters, 3 masts with seven sails, and about 40 feet in height.

She is a product of extensive historical research and many hours of yacht design techniques with the combine knowledge of the builders of 17th century and technologies from the 21st century.

The ship's body is made of iroko wood, oak and pine fiberglass and polyester resin, cast iron, wrought iron and galvanized iron nails. Two engines of 350hp each assist the galleon during port arrivals and departures, as well as during bad weathers and wind mis-directions. 170 tons of concrete and iron served as the ship's ballast and stabilizers in the bottom deck.

The arrival of the galleon Andalucia was the highlight of the 1st Día Del Galeón Festival being hosted by the Philippines under UNESCO which declared October 8 as Galleon Day to commemorate the beginnings of world trade and cross-cultural exchange.

The name of the ship, Andalucia, refers to the land of the galleon's birth. Andalusia, located at the south of Central Madrid, with Barcelona in the northeast is region to 3 million inhabitants. It is here where they lay the keel and raised the masts of the galleon, between Punta Umbria and Huelva.

"Andalusia is my home and the letters chosen to define the platform for the promotion of cultural heritage, tourism, gastronomy and business which are Andalusian as my masts, roofs, length, width, and crew and objectives of the voyage." Says the ship, "... as a shipwright, forever carve, chisel in hand, our defeat by the seas to China, we relive the story of the sailors of centuries past; mark in the collective memory of our stay here and there, we encourage greetings and handshakes, and opened the way for new relationships."

All VRs taken on October 6, 2010. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Passage to the South: Zamboanga, Sulu, Tawi-Tawi

2010-09-12T04:28:47Z

"Pink sand beaches you say?"

Indeed! Welcome to the Sta. Cruz Islands off the coast of Zamboanga City. These 2 pink sand islands, a rarity in the Philippines, are located about 30 minutes away via pump boats. The pinkness is the result of white sands mixed with the powder remains of red corals that are abundant in the area.

The bigger of the two, Greater Sta. Cruz Island, is usually where the tourists go. Generally private depending on the season, the beach is ideal for swimming with its gently sloping terrain and crystal clear waters. There are no developments in the island, so be sure to bring food and water for the duration of your trip. Public restrooms are available, as well as cooking and washing areas. Behind the beach lies a thick mangrove forest and on the eastern side lies hidden, a graveyard dedicated to the Sama people (boat builders and seafarers).

The Little Sta. Cruz Island houses a light tower being tended by a fishing family and is usually off-limits to tourists. It also has an extensive mangrove area and a site for migratory birds.

Being one of the important trading ports before and after the coming of the Spaniards, galleons and ships laden with precious cargoes like spices, silk, chinas and the likes, sailed from Zamboanga towards mainland Asia and Europe. It is said that after a storm, one can still find pieces of porcelain tossed up from the sea-bottom scattered along the beach; remains that dated back to the once glorious days of the galleon trade.

Before visiting the islands, you need to register with the local tourism office located near the Paseo de Mar seaside strip. The tourism office will then assign a tourist police to accompany you; this is of course to ensure your security and well being.

Another attraction of Zamboanga City is Fort Pilar. Built under the directive of Gov. Gen Juan Antonio dela Torre Bustamante in 1718 primary for coastal defense and as a staging area, it is presently converted into a museum that showcases Zamboanga's rich cultural history.

As night falls, Paseo de Mar, that stretch of seaside boulevard, is transformed from a quite park into a bustling hang-out complete with lights, music, food, and yes, beers.

A visit to Zamboanga won't be complete without savoring the sweetness of lanzones, mangosteen, and the equally smelly but tasty durians.

The Island of Sulu

Mentioned Sulu or its capital of Jolo to anyone and the thoughts that came immediately are the Muslim rebels and the terrorists group Abu Sayyaf, the "war" in Mindanao, the kidnappings, the bombings, and the suppose rich deposits of oil and gas.

But beneath the negative perception of the island, its history was one as colorful as the vinta sails that ply the Sulu Sea.

The advent of Islam around 1138 saw the exodus of Arabs, Persians, and other Muslims into Mindanao; it paved the way for the arrival of religious missionaries, traders, scholars and travelers to Sulu. In 1380, Karim-ul-Mahkdum, an Arab religious missionary and learned judge, reinforced the Islamic foundation of Rajah Baguinda's polity (1390-1460) and that of the Sultanate of Sayid Abubakar, princely scholar from Arabia who married Paramisuli, the daughter of Rajah Baguinda. Sayid Abubakar eventually inherited the rule of Rajah Baguinda, established the Sultanate and became the first Sultan of Sulu. To consolidate his rule, Sayid Abubakar united the local political units under the umbrella of the Sultanate. He brought Sulu, Zamboanga Peninsula, Palawan and Basilan under its aegis. Later in 1704, Sabah was added to the constellation as a quid pro quo for the Sultan's help in quelling the Brunei civil war which had been raging for decades.

As early as the 16th Century, expeditions against the sultanate were launched by Spain in order to control the lucrative trade routes as well as to curb slave raiding. From then on, there were all in all 16 military campaigns against Jolo, five resulting in occupation and all except the last were short-lived. For more than three centuries, the Spaniards had held Jolo for a short period of three decades due to the resolve of the Joloanos that resisted Spanish intrusions.

Today, the island of Sulu is still embroiled in a fog of war between government forces and the rebel faction. The once mighty sultanate has been slowly eroded by the dynamics of geopolitics and economic interests. Progress has been slow, development come in tickles. It is one of the few places that peace and order are achieved under the barrel of a gun.

Emerald Islands of Tawi-Tawi

Tawi-Tawi is the southernmost province of the Philippines. Comprising of 107 islands and islets, it included the islands of Simunul, Sibutu, Sitangkai, Mapun, and the fabled Turtle Islands near the borders of Sandakan in North Borneo. Tawi-Tawi is home to the Sama, Badjao, Tausog and other close cultural groups. Majority of the islands are covered in thick vegetations, these lush green foliage gave the islands its emerald meaning.

Tawi-Tawi was previously part of the province of Sulu. On September 11, 1973, under Presidential Decree No. 302, the new province of Tawi-Tawi was officially created, with Bongao as its capital.

The name of Tawi-Tawi is a projection of the Malay word "jaui" meaning "far." Prehistoric travelers from the Asian mainland would repeat the word as "jaui-jaui" to mean "far away" because of the distance of the islands from the continent of Asia. The word "Tawi-Tawi" was picked up to later become the official name of the province.

Compare to Jolo, Bongao is relatively peaceful and secure. There is commerce in the capital, familiar banks have their presence, telecommunication facilities are stable, education is more widespread, there's the newly constructed airport runway in Sanga-Sanga, and people are generally in a happier disposition.

Towering at about 370m above sea level, Bud Bongao or Bongao Peak as it is popularly called, is the tallest and easily recognizable point in Tawi-Tawi. It takes about an hour's trek to the summit and back. Apart from the spectacular view of Bongao and the nearby coast from above, halfway along the path you'll get to interact with monkeys! These primates would swing from branches and wires and expect to be given bananas by the trekkers. You can either hand it or throw it for the monkeys to catch. Old saying goes that for your wish to come true, you will need to whisper it into a plastic bag and tie it among the branches near the peak. A trip to Tawi-Tawi is not complete without conquering Bongao Peak.

The islands of Sulu and Tawi-Tawi are often referred to as the country's "backdoor" and connotes a lot of negativity. My sincere belief is, with sustainable effort in tourism development, modern agriculture, better education, and enhanced peace and order; we can make these provinces as the Philippines' "frontdoor" and partake the benefits for economic growth as well as understanding and tolerance between cultures and religions.

All VRs taken from July 30 to August 11, 2010 as part of the Balangay Voyage's last Philippine leg journey. Reference source: www.wikipedia.org. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Balangays: Raiders of the Sulu Sea

2010-08-29T09:52:53Z

Hundreds of years ago, the Filipino ancestors, part seafarers, traders and warriors, command much of the Sulu archipelago; from coastal areas of Zamboanga in the north, to Palawan in the west and North Borneo in the south. Control by the Sultan of Sulu, these warriors would often raid settlements and ships for slaves (hence the term "slave raiders") on-board wooden crafts like the balangays. These majestic boats, described by Antonio Pigafetta, Ferdinand Magellan's chronicler during the 16th century as sometimes having over 100 rowers, strike awe and fear into the hearts of their enemies.

Today, replicas of the balangay boats set sail again, not to raid and plunder, but to promote unity and understanding thru historically shared maritime bonds in Southeast Asia. The three wooden crafts: Diwata ng Lahi, Masawa hong Butuan, and the recently constructed Sama Tawi-Tawi undertake an adventure to retrace the migration paths of the ancient Filipino ancestors.

I joined the balangays in the last leg of their Philippine voyage; coming aboard in the beautiful city of Zamboanga and spent nearly 15 days as we traversed the islands of Basilan, Sulu and Tawi-Tawi under the aegis of the Philippine Navy and Coast Guard.

From turquoise mirror-like waters in the Basilan coast to 6-foot trepidating waves as we approached Tawi-Tawi, life at sea is a constant uncertainty for the courageous souls.

The more than 250 nautical miles journey was marred frequently by bad weather and rough seas. We had to seek shelter in unfamiliar coves not only for the waves, but also for the night. Being stranded for several days in a particular port was just a norm; like our forefathers, the crew sits it out, waits for the sea to calm before continuing our voyage.

Life aboard the balangays can be in opposite extremes; from utter relaxation during cruising to hectic repair works while at port. Each crew has their assigned duty to perform; spotters at the bow and aft are always on the lookout for boats or hazards along the sailing paths as well as doing anchor deployment, the navigator plots and steers the boat, mechanics maintain the engine, the chef of course is in-charge of the kitchen area, others are assigned to deploy the sails and everyone else helps in the up-keep of the boat.

The balangays are usually stocked full of fresh water at every port, apart from being basic requirements, the water tanks act as ballasts to stabilize the boat. Since with limited space and insufficient power, there is no freezer onboard. Food is normally bought fresh and consumed within a day during at port while vegetables, eggs, dried fish and canned goods are served during at sea. Rice is cooked for every meal.

Sometimes, the Badjao boat builders will fish, and we would have the likes of squids, rays, crabs and other exotic looking fins for the next meals.

During stops within the Philippines, the team conducted symposiums and disaster trainings to the locals. We would visit schools, civic society groups, and local museums to share or exchange stories and ideas of our forgotten maritime culture.

On this journey, the crew toured some interesting places and sights such as the pink-sand beaches of the Sta. Cruz islands; the tomb of Raja Baginda, first Muslim ruler of Sulu; scaled the 350m Bongao Peak in Tawi-Tawi; visited the island of Simunul where Islam was first introduced in the Philippines 629 years ago; docked at Sibutu, the home of the Sama boat builders and marveled at the Venice-like waterways of Sitangkai, one of the southernmost islands of the Philippines.

Crew by The First Philippine Mount Everest Team under the leadership of Art Valdez, with representatives from the Philippine Navy and Coast Guard, plus volunteers from the province of Butuan where the ancient balangays were first unearthed and carbon-dated to 320AD; these modern "raiders of the sea," warriors in their own right, are braving the waters to sail the three balangays to Shanghai, China; taking the path of Borneo, Brunei, Singapore, Malaysia and Vietnam. They hope to reach China by mid-October, in time to participate in the Shanghai World Expo.

The Voyage of the Balangay is symbolic in nature, signifying the close cultural ties that existed between the Philippine with other countries in Southeast Asia during pre-colonial times. It is a voyage in history, as well as a voyage of the human spirit in achieving an endeavor that can only be possible through unity, camaraderie and teamwork.

The team welcomes support in any ways, for more information, visit www.balangay-voyage.com "Raiders of the Sulu Sea" is the title of a documentary by Ms. Icelle Durano Borja, title used with permission for this article. All VRs taken from July 30 to August 11, 2010. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Launch of Balangay Sama Tawi-Tawi

2010-07-24T03:42:35Z

July 16, 2010 marks another historical milestone for Butuan; this was the day the 3rd balangay boat was launched at Luna Compound, in Brgy. Bading, Butuan City. Spearheaded by Kaya ng Pinoy Foundation and the Butuan Global Forum, the festive event was attended by Butuan City Mayor Ferdinand Amante Jr., Congresswoman Angel Amante-Matba, Congressman Jose Aquino II, other local officials and stakeholders, students, and scores of well-wishers. Most Rev. Juan De Dios M. Pueblos D.D. and Father Amalla blessed the boat which officially hit the waters of the Agusan River at around 2PM amidst a jubilant crowd.

The boat, christened Sama Tawi-Tawi, was named for the Sama people of Tawi-Tawi, particularly in Sibutu, the last true bastion of the Badjao boat-builders. Sama people are renowned for their boat building craftsmanship, mastery of the waves and the wind; relying only on knowledge pass down from their forefathers, they still use ancient tools in boat constructions, without the need of a plan or a blueprint.

Constructed like a kumpit (trading and commercial boats of the Sulu Seas) and mainly of wood with only a steel underbelly, balangay Sama Tawi-Tawi is some 75 feet long, 15 feet wide and about 9 feet tall. Unlike the first two balangays, she has an 85hp diesel marine engine, sleeping quarters, kitchen, a bridge, enlarge storage bunks and 2 toilets. Like the balangays, Sama Tawi-Tawi has a mast near the bow for her to unfurl the colorful vinta-like sails that has become a symbol of the seafaring people of Mindanao.

The boat will mainly function as a supply and support vessel for the other two balangays as the group journeys out to Southeast Asia; a voyage that will take them from Malaysia, to Brunei, Vietnam, and finally Shanghai, China in time to participate in the 2010 World Expo.

"We want the balangays to not only be the source of unity for the country but also as a source of unity for the whole of Asia," said Art Valdez, team leader for The Voyage of the Balangay.

Balangays Diwata ng Lahi and Masawa hong Butuan are currently docked in Zamboanga City awaiting the arrival of balangay Sama Tawi-Tawi. The three boat flotilla will set sail towards Tawi-Tawi on July 30 for the start of their Southeast Asia voyage.

The team welcomes support in any ways, for more information, visit www.balangay-voyage.com All VRs taken on July 16 & 17, 2010. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

The Inaugurals in 360

2010-07-02T03:10:00Z

The day had come at last, the historic inauguration of President Benigno "Noynoy" Aquino III and Vice President Jejomar Binay at the Quirino Grandstand.

In his speech, Pres. Aquino talked mostly of change, an end to corruption, better investment climate and a government answerable to the people.

An estimated crowd of 600,000 attended the Inaugural.

All VRs taken on June 30, 2010. Audio from Youtube sources and OPS website. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

9500ft Above Sea Level

2010-06-11T02:37:08Z

The temperature must've been below 10°C when I woke up with chills creeping from my feet; even with two layers of socks, and shoes that I didn't bother to take off, I can still felt the cold coming from outside of our tent. It's almost 3am, Sunday, not much sleep for nearly 40 hours, dressed fat like a penguin, quivering inside an "igloo", at eight thousand feet up in the mountains, the only question on my mind was "WTF am I doing here!!?"

Towering at 2,922 meters, Mt. Pulag is the highest mountain in Luzon and the third highest in the Philippines next to Mt. Dulang-dulang (Bukidnon 2,938m) and Mt. Apo (Davao, 3,142m). Located along the provinces of Benguet, Ifugao, and Nueva Vizcaya; it was declared a National Park under Proclamation No. 75 on February 20, 1987.

With a temperate climate and rains throughout the year, Mt. Pulag is home to a wide variety of flora and fauna, among which are the endemic dwarf bamboo and the 4 species of cloud rats.

Considered sacred by the indigenous people of Benguet, it is also inhabited by the tribes of Ibaloi, Kalanguya, Kankanaey, Karao, Ifugao and Ilocano.

The Road to Mt. Pulag

Mt. Pulag is considered the easiest of all mountains in the Philippines for climbers. With mostly rolling terrains and well established trails, requiring no specialized equipment, it is the choice among first time trekkers and beginners.

The jump-off point for Mt. Pulag is Baguio, 6 hours by bus from Manila. Together with a group of 18 persons, we met at the Victory bus station on EDSA, Cubao with departure set at 11pm on a Friday night.

Now whenever I travel, whether it's by land, sea, or air, I just couldn't get a wink. Maybe it's the excitement, the anxiousness, or the constant motion of the vehicle I'm in that prevented my brain from resting. This has sort of become a "curse", that zombie-like state of mind, neither fully awake nor in deep slumber; and I always envy those people who can easily fall asleep.

We reached Baguio before five in the morning, Saturday. The air was cool, even a bit chilly when the wind blows, a welcome respite from the months of sweltering heat in Manila.

After a heavy breakfast, we toke a chartered passenger jeep on a 3 hour ride to the DENR field office. Midway, stopped by the Ambuklao Dam in Benguet, the country's first hydroelectric power plant.

Upon reaching the DENR office, a short briefing was conducted on the dos and don'ts while trekking Mt. Pulag. Trash, whether organic or non-biodegradable should all be brought down and disposed of properly. Staying on the established trails to minimize damage to vegetations and prevent further destruction of the mountain slopes. Noise must be keep to a minimum and no intimacy at the campsite!

From the DENR, it was another 2 hours ride, this time on mostly unpaved roads to the ranger station. Roads that provided breathtaking views of the valleys and the terraces below while side openings and ravines enveloped you in a solemn silence of insecurity.

The ranger station is not some military structure in the middle of nowhere; it sits near a small village at the base of the trail and offer mountaineers a place for final preparation, cooking, rest, and last supply acquisition before the trek. This is also the site where you meet your guides and hire porters to help carry your bags to the designated camping grounds.

The Trek

We started our ascent after lunch. From the ranger station, the sign says 7.5km to Mt. Pulag's summit, and there were ominous gray clouds ahead.

I handed my backpack to one of the porters while some of my other companions chose to carry their own. The porters, farmers from the nearby communities actually, are out to supplement their daily income by assisting trekkers. They charge a standard 1-way fee of 250 pesos to carry your baggage up to the camp. You are welcome to give them more if you like and that amount often goes a long way in augmenting their livelihood.

About half way through the trek, and sure enough, it begun to rain. Apart from making the trail wet, muddy, and therefore slippery; we had to put on raincoats, adding another unbreathable layer to our already hot and sweaty discomfort. At this altitude, whenever you stop to catch your breath, you can already see clouds of condensations, this and hearing the rapid beats of your own heart amidst the eerie silence; you'll then begin to question yourself and your sanity in being there.

It was still raining when we reached the campsite at about 5pm. The tents had been set-up and supper was being prepared. It was much colder at this elevation, even with 4 layers of clothing (a t-shirt, a wool sweater, a foam jacket, and a North Face Summit Series), I can still felt the penetrating coldness.

The rain stopped after a while; gray clouds gave way to an iridescent sunset, a momentary distraction from the cold as I managed to snap that scene before retreating back into the tent.

I can felt my body warmed up after dinner plus a couple cups of warm water. The environment was now more tolerable but you also realize that temperature will surely drop as the night progresses.

Sleep again eluded me as I can only lie on my back with so many layers of clothing. Cramped tent, light headache, uneven ground, and snoring companions, how I prayed it will be morning soon!

Under a Blanket of Stars

I did manage to get an hour or so of sleep. Our call time was at 3am, but I was up and shivering before then. Imagining yourself naked in a hot tub doesn't help, it only adds to your delusion; and the tendency of questioning yourself surfaces... yet again.

It took a lot of effort to get myself out of the tent. But the moment I gaze overhead and saw the sky littered with stars, it gave me renew spirit and will power. Never in my life have I saw the heavens with such clarity and magnificence, and for the very first time, that white band of light known as the Milky Way, the spiral arm of our galaxy, I at last, behold.

The Race to the Summit

With only soy milk for sustenance and a cup of boiled water for warmth, the final trek to the summit commenced. In near darkness, armed only with individual flashlights, we walked single file in a bid to reach the summit before the sun rises.

The trails are narrow, oftentimes you find yourself on one side of the mountain and the steep slope below. You can see the path alright, but to determine clearly whether it was a crevice or slippery mud was another question all together. I stumbled several times during the course, and in one instance, almost twisted an ankle. That sprain injury prevented me from trekking in unison with the group and thus had to keep to my own pace. The summit race for the sunrise was no longer within reach I realized, but nevertheless, my goal to set foot atop Mt. Pulag remained insurmountable.

So with slow steps, pausing often to relieve the stress on my foot, I trekked on. A few lines of Jose Rizal's Mi Ultimo Adios came to mind, I trekked on. Climbers passed me by, a zephyr blew, the sky brightened, stars dimmed, dawn was breaking, I trekked on.

Sunrise caught me a few hundred meters below the summit; I paused and snapped, the crimson spectra were just glorious!

It took me a while longer before I actually reached the summit of Mt. Pulag, but the feeling (more of relieve) was truly encompassing.

The sun was still rising through several layers of clouds, casting long shadows, rendering the landscape in orange and gold. One can see the outlines of other mountain peaks, 'lakes' of clouds in luminous white a distance below, the long and winding trails we took, the unrestricted feeling of freedom, the sense of accomplishment, of fellowship, and the pride in all our hearts that says "yes, it was all worth it!"

All VRs taken on May 22-23, 2010. Reference: www.wikipedia.org. Thanks to www.travelfactor.org for successfully facilitated this adventure. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Election Day 2010

2010-05-11T02:58:30Z

Some scenes of yesterday's May 10 first automated election in the Philippines.

Around 7AM at Rajah Soliman Science and Technology High School in Binondo, Manila; voters in the act of voting in one of the clustered precincts with several poll watchers seated at the back of the room.

Outside, near the school gates, voters start to tinker-in. Joint Security Control Center (JSCC) made up of combined police and army soldiers manned the area for control and security.

8AM at Hen. Gregorio del Pilar Elementary School in Jose Abad Santos Street near the corner of Recto Avenue, Manila, voters looking for their names in the lists posted at the entrance.

While inside, teachers and poll watchers waited for voters in one of the precincts.

8:30AM at Palanan Elementary School in Makati City, the spacious quadrangle became the venue for finding voters' assigned precincts.

Volunteers from PPCRV assist and verify voters, issuing their respected sequence numbers and guiding them to the right precinct.

9:15AM at the network operations center of PPCRV where parallel unofficial tally is being conducted. Data from PCOS machines will be transmitted at the end of voting directly to their servers.

10AM, Manila City Jail. Since the decision of the Comelec to allow non-convicted detainees to vote for the first time in history, a special polling precinct was set up inside the wardens' office under heightened security.

There were no PCOS machine present; instead, 3 special BEIs were escorted by a mobile police unit to bring the ballots from 13 different schools around the area. Once all the inmates had voted, their collected ballots returned to the respected precincts and the BEIs personally fed them into the PCOS. Only the detainees from Manila's District 3 were permitted to vote. A total of 508 inmates voted - 316 males and 192 females.

11:10AM, Antonio Regidor Elementary School in Sta. Cruz, Manila; voters sweat it out while patiently waited for their turn to vote.

Outside the school, enterprising vendors sell all kinds of beverages and assorted street foods. With so much colorful election banners hanging above, the scene almost felt festive.

All VRs taken on May 10, 2010. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Moriones of Marinduque

2010-04-24T00:28:01Z

Author's Note: This article uses virtual reality technology to provide an immersive experience. Click the image to view the 360-degree VR. Adobe Flash 10 or higher is required. Average VR size is 2.3Mb.

With masks and capes they came,
With axes and spears they walked,
Garbed in armors, one in thought,
for Longinus they seek, his death foretold.

The colorful Moriones Festival of Marinduque, based on the legend of Longinus, the Roman centurion who pierced Jesus in his side with a lance while He was on the Cross; with blood that spurted forth touched his blind eye and fully restored his sight. This miracle he proclaimed "Truly this man was the Son of God."

Longinus converted to Christianity and earned the ire of his fellow centurions. The re-enactment reaches its climax when he is caught and beheaded. Longinus is traditionally venerated as a saint in the Catholic Church and several other Christian communions.

The spear used is known as the Holy Lance, more recently, especially in occult circles as the "Spear of Destiny," which figures in the legends of the Holy Grail.

Marinduque's Other Attractions

The Moriones festival is Marinduque's best tourists' attraction, but the heart shaped island certainly has more to offer.

The first class Bellarocca Resort with its Santorini-inspired architecture caters to tourists that have impeccable taste. Situated entirely on an island just off the southern tip of Marinduque, the resort boasts of "a fantastic experience unlike any other place in the Philippines and across South-East Asia."

Old churches such as the Boac Cathedral with its large intricate wood-carved doors and the still being constructed Saint Joseph's church in Gasan tells of the island's rich history and heritage.

The baywalk in Gasan offers a panoramic view of the Tres Reyes islands - Melchor, Gaspar, and Baltazar. On a clear day, you can also glimpse the eastern coast of Mindoro and be mesmerized by the majestic sunset.

Waterfalls like the Kabugsakan Falls which lies in the interior of a forested area can be reached by a 30-minute trek; its cool runoffs provided reprieve from the scorching summer heat.

With such an array of tourism potentials, I still felt that Marinduque is vastly under promoted. Its proximity to Manila can easily be an alternative escape for the locals; plus, the existence of the airport can bring in regional tourists as well. Surely with renew efforts and a paradigm shift in online marketing; it can result to catapult Marinduque into one of the country's major tourists' destination.

PS: No echinoderms were harmed during the shooting of the VRs. Starfishes returned to sea after the shoot; although they experienced a brief moment in the air (shuriken style) before landing into the waters. ;-)

All VRs taken on April 1-3, 2010. Source: wikipedia.org. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

Sailing the "Diwata ng Lahi"

2009-09-30T07:09:21Z

By Fung Yu

My foot kept slipping from the palm-leaves covered roof of the "Diwata ng Lahi" as I tried to balance myself and the camera-tripod combination; any sudden jerk or misstep would mean the lost of the precious equipment to mighty Poseidon, not to mention a wet and injured photographer, the first person to fell off from the balangay as she sails in the middle of Manila Bay.

Fortunately, it was a smooth sail as the balangay glided thru the water at about 4 knots; I was able to get a good foot-hold to the opposite side and finished panning my shots in a complete circle. Such was the inherit 'thrills' of shooting in 360, you sometimes live the excitement of the scenario and gets to brag about it thereafter.

One day before the balangay was set for her historic maiden voyage across the Philippine archipelago; I finally found the time to join her for my first, and her last training sail within the safe confines of Manila Bay. Having witness her from construction to launch, I felt a certain connection as I stepped into her bosom that day. Like a father who watched his child grew-up and was now ready to conquer her world, with full knowledge that the sea will sometimes be harsh and tempest awaits yonder, nonetheless, I'm confident she will achieve her eventual purpose and glory.

We set out from the breakwaters of CCP at around ten in the morning under a clear blue sky, a glorious sun, and a light breeze. The waters were calm and particularly 'clean' too, a perfect condition indeed for sailing.

Assisted by "Tiririt", the motorized service-boat of the balangay, Diwata ng Lahi unfurled her multi-colored vinta-like sails upon reaching suitable wind position, from thereon; she's right in her elements, cruising just like her ancient sisters, a gallant bygone era where she ruled the seas, a maritime heritage that this undertaking hopes to instilled, a pride of the Malay race that Filipinos everywhere can be proud of.

All VRs taken on August 31, 2009. Article archive at: www.virtualjournals.net. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

A Stolen Sun

2009-08-21T06:50:33Z

By Fung Yu

Author's Note: This article uses virtual reality technology to provide an immersive experience. Click the images to view the 360-degree VRs. Adobe Flash 10 or higher is required. Average VR size is 2.4Mb each.

The longest total solar eclipse of the 21st century happened last July 22; the duration of totality was a few seconds shy of 7 minutes, making it one of the longest in 300 years; an event that will not be surpassed until June 13, 2132.

The moon's shadow covered most of Southeast Asian countries with the path of totality extending from northern India, central China, and southern Japan. Countries like the Philippines, which lie outside the moon's umbra shadow, witnessed only a partial solar eclipse.

It was during 1995 in Manila that I saw my first solar eclipse, albeit a partial one; it nevertheless rekindled my interest in astronomy, and all things heavenly.

The eclipse in China was the most easily reachable in terms of geographical distance and monetary resource that prompted me to make a spot decision to go.

Joined by a team of like-minded individuals from the UP Astronomical Society, our group of 13 set foot in Shanghai on the 19th, a few days early in preparation for the anticipated celestial event with much enthusiasms and expectations.

The city of Shanghai, situated in the upper northern hemisphere, is subjected to the annual four season cycle of atmospheric conditions. Having arrived at the height of summer, days are excruciatingly hot! The temperature is a few degrees higher than Manila in a sunny day, but the feeling one gets, was probably in the forties Celsius!

It was precisely the heat that prevented me from exploring the city and its myriad of tourist attractions. Public transportation was not a problem really; Shanghai's extensive subway system allows you to travel within the city almost effortlessly. With English translations of each station and stops, one only needs to know where to get off and how to transfer from one subway line to the next.

Armed with a map, and eager to explore the following day after arrival, I took on the challenge of going to LongHwa Temple via the subway as it appeared to be the nearest from where we were staying. Alas, I was gravely mistaken! The site may seem near the subway station on the map, but in actuality, it was far, in fact, several blocks away... and a block in Shanghai can be like the equivalent of 3 to 5 blocks in Manila... add to that the extreme heat, wet shirt and underpants from all the accumulated sweat, you'll understand why I had to give up and forego the rest of my traveling plans; seeking instead, the air-conditioned comforts of the hostel for the remaining duration. Lesson learned? Go during spring or fall, or winter if you relish the cold temperatures.

We stayed in a place called the Shanghai Blue Mountain Youth Hostel, an inexpensive lodge run by the government with pleasant amenities. Catering more to the backpackers, the two-story building is located in front of a subway station, and within easy reach of other public transportations. It has dormitory rooms of up to 8 beds with common toilet and bath to the quieter single-bed rooms with private showers. It has a cozy bar-lounge with free wifi, 3 desktop computers with Internet access (also for free), a pool table, LCD TV & player, a fireplace for winter, popular board games & cards, books and magazines, and relaxing sofas. Friendly English speaking staffs manned the counter 24 hours a day that can assist in all your traveling needs. Groups and couples of mostly European and American backpackers filled the hostel during our stay. The price for a twin room is at US$30/night and a hearty meal at the hostel cost RMB20 (about 150 pesos).

On the day of the eclipse, we hired a van together with three new found friends to Jianshenwei, a coastal city south of Shanghai, roughly 2 hours, 80km away. It supposes to offer better weather conditions than Shanghai, but the predictions the night before were for cloudy skies with rain showers throughout the day.

The sky was already full of clouds when we arrived at Jianshenwei, hoping against hope that weather conditions will improve as the eclipse progresses; but such was not the case. All throughout from first contact to totality, the sun was blocked by thick clouds, it was so covered that you don't even need a solar filter to shoot the sun.

As seconds to totality approaches, I settled to the inevitable fact that my very first total solar eclipse, the one that I journeyed to witness, the grandeur that I envisioned it to be, was stolen from me. I was disappointed, felt cheated, and left wanting. I feel like a mythical dragon out to devour the sun, a promised meal that in this case, was ultimately denied. A psychological emptiness was also created, a void that can only be filled with seeing the next "blacken sun."

The only consolation was the sudden transformation of day into night and back again in that short moment of time, an experience that can almost be describe as akin to being magical.

The next total solar eclipse will be on July 11, 2010 in South America, centering on the Easter Islands. For the Philippines, the next total solar eclipse will be on April 20, 2042; it will pass by most of the Palawan mainland, the Panay Island, Masbate, and the Bicol region. It will have a totality duration of 4 minutes 51 seconds; occurring just right during the dry season, if global warming doesn't change the prevailing weather patterns by then, it shall be truly a sight to behold.

All VRs taken on July 20-22, 2009. Article archive at: www.virtualjournals.net. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph

A Virtual Farewell to Cory Aquino

2009-08-07T00:08:25Z

By Fung Yu

Former President Corazon C. Aquino peacefully passed away on August 1, 2009 at 3:18AM after more than a year of battle against colon cancer; an icon of democracy and a symbol of 'people power' in the Philippines and around the world.

An advocate of peace and unity, we thank her for what she accomplished, for what she achieved, and for what she sacrificed for the Filipino people.

What follows are some scenes from the wake in De La Salle Greenhills (August 1), in the Manila Cathedral (August 4), and the funeral parade (August 5).

The Funeral Parade

At the Manila Cathedral, Intramuros

At the La Salle Gymnasium

Article archive at: www.virtualjournals.net. The author can be reached at: fung@firefly.ph