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The Price of Freedom? About Fifteen-Hundred Bucks

Damon and a huge green wall

Well, I did it again.
Though to my credit I woke up at five am and made French Fries with balsamic vinegar, basil, salt and Tabasco… Watched a bit of Remington Steele, then went back to bed at around nine am.

It is sooo humid today, I think we’re about due for a really good storm to clear the air, and the clouds are moving fast, but I honestly don’t think its going to show up.
It’s funny to look at the weather forecast and see – Windchill: 27 deg.C…In Canada it usually said something like Windchill:  – 20 deg. C

Yes, Negative Twenty, I one hundred percent do NOT miss that.

Damon says he misses snow, and I kind of sympathize… Watching a heavy snowfall from the window as you curl up in fuzzy pajamas and drink hot beverages is kind of a nice experience… But waiting for a bus that may or may not show up while you stand shin-deep in snow, ankle deep in slushy gunk with six bags of groceries that the bottoms are falling out on, while biting, brutally cold wind is ripping at your eyes and nose is pretty much the worst feeling ever.

To explain the title of this bloggity post a bit more…

I was trying to explain to my friends on the ‘ol Book of Face how cheap the cost of living here was, because I miss having people to hang out with, and I want everyone to come here and be as happy as I am… Every single one of them has an excuse about how they have a business to run, or rent to pay, or family they don’t want to leave behind, or they’re stickin’ it to the ‘Man’ or what-have-you…

While to a degree I can understand their situations, I know for a fact it only takes three or four months to save up a thousand dollars, and that’s about as much you need to get here from Canada.

Once you’re here, like I explained to my buddies:

Eggs and tomatoes are around seven cents each…
Onions are ten cents.
A pint of rum is 71 cents, and a pack of smokes is about a dollar.
Two giant lamb steaks are about ten bucks…
A can of coffee is about five bucks.
A pack of ‘mr. noodles’, Lucky Me noodles here, is about 21 cents.

With prices like these, I don’t know why anyone in their right mind lives in the Western world anymore.

For my Filipino readers, just as a comparison, in Canada:
Eggs – 12 for 147 pesos
Tomatoes – 42 pesos each
Onions – about 63 pesos for two or three
A pint of rum – 1400 to 2000 PESOS….FOR THE CHEAP STUFF!!!!!!!
a pack of smokes – 500 to 600 pesos
Two giant lamb steaks – 2500 pesos
A can of coffee – 630 to 850 pesos
A pack of ‘mr. noodles’ – 42 pesos

Isn’t that absolutely insane?
Even while I lived there I didn’t know how anyone could be well-off, and living here, I’ve just reinforced my belief that the western world is going down the tubes.

Anywhoo, Damon and I are still trying to think up business ideas and applying for jobs in other countries, though nothing is looking good for the immediate future… It may be super cheap to live here, but it still does technically cost something.

My ideal dream is for us to move to Siquijor and just live on the beach with all of our cats in a house we build ourselves.
He says he knows enough people that we could probably pay someone a few pesos each month to live on their land, which would be really nice.

Ideally, I would continue this bloggity, and start to design, create, and sell my own clothing and jewelry, which has been a goal of mine since childhood.

He’d go off fishing or hunting lizards or whatever he would do all day, and we would help our community by planting veggie gardens and teaching the local kids random stuff like English, or cooking, or Sports like Bordenball or whatever they needed or wanted…We’d continue collecting cats and keeping them healthy and neutered, and maybe someday even open a little restaurant from our home.

Someday all of it will be a reality… If I made it this far, those dreams aren’t far off the map.

 

 

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Posted by on September 29, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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It Was The Myth of a Rainy Night

Well… More than a myth, it’s been a very rainy day and evening here.

I bounced back and forth between two titles today for the bloggity….this one, and a quote by Jack Johnson that says “Can’t you see that it’s just raining? There ain’t no need to go outside.” Because exactly the opposite was true… I had to go update my visa today at immigration, so I definitely needed to go outside. Either way, I decided to go with Kerouac, just because I like his writing, and I have no idea who Mr. Johnson is, beyond being some singer-dude.

On top of it, Damon is deathly sick, and can barely even hold water down, so it’s been a glorious morning, full of the sounds of pitter-patter rain on a tin roof, and violent bursts from Mr. Chucky McVomit from the other room, the poor thing.

Once Raymond, our helper/housekeeper/family friend arrived at the house, I asked him to drive me into town to the Immigration office and got all my paperwork completed for another two months.
I talked about driving being scary here in my last post, but rain-driving is even worse… I have zero idea how Raymond kept us alive today… I had an umbrella on us while we drove, but he said it got in his way and didn’t help at all, so I put it away… Once I did, I couldn’t even keep my eyes open, let alone on the road, so I’m pretty darn impressed we didn’t die.

I do love the rain here though.
One moment it can be calm and sunny, and the next, there becomes a downpour so heavy that you can’t even see the houses across the way.
There are static lightning storms practically every night, which is awesome to watch, but not very much thunder, which kinda sucks for me, I am absolutely in love with big, loud thunder crackling and booming… the kind that shakes your house when it erupts.

I got home safe and sound, Ray went home early because he was soaked to the bone, and I tried my hand at making a homemade ragu/marinara from scratch…it turned out okay, but still no comparison to Damon’s sauces.
It was very spicy from the Bird’s Eye chilies I threw in, only three tiny red chilies in a whole pan-full of sauce, but my mouth was on fire… we have a giant bush of them in the back yard, too many to ever use up, it is our best-growing plant in the garden, and they are mighty tasty little things… really darn good in burgers as well.

Now I’m curling up with a coffee and some writing, listening to the crickets and the rain, and occasionally going to check on Husby, and generally just relaxing.
Really not an exciting day at all, but then again, not every day can be a darn party!

The following video is the drive from our house into the mall in town…it wasn’t taken today, but a few weeks ago with Damon. Beware, turn your speakers down, as there is a lot of wind noise on the video, and maybe one or two swear words as well.

 
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Posted by on September 19, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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