Articles tagged with: bike
Day 37 Super Typhoon Yolanda – Mass Grave at Basper, a Concert, and Mosquito Torment
The very first thing I did this morning (after taking a bucket bath, shaving, and battling mosquitoes) was to remove the back cover from my broken Kindle. The battery finally went dead, so I couldn’t use it to listen to music anymore. And I don’t want to throw the entire Kindle away as it is. If, by some miracle, someone were to fix it, they …
Day 35 Super Typhoon Yolanda – Bike Ride and Taking Photos
12:30 p.m.The day began with another flurry of text messages. People here seem to have a routine of greeting the new day by texting a good morning message to everyone on their contact list. So I got a few of those. And then I got a bunch from this odd duck Joevelyn and then some from May and then from a mystery number. I have …
Day 34 Super Typhoon Yolanda – Getting Sick, Bike Ride to the Bus Station
Yesterday included another walk to the harbor to check on the navy ship. Marie, my main contact, was at the gangway shack this time and I was glad to see her. However, it didn’t make any difference. She wasn’t very friendly this time – probably tired of seeing me – and she had no information about when the ship might be leaving to go to …
Day 29 Super Typhoon Yolanda
A knock came on my door in the evening a couple of nights ago. It was Dan. He had gotten off work a bit early, and he stopped by to touch base with me. I was hoping we could sit around and have a beer and have a good, long chat, but it was clear that he had things to do. He could only stay …
Day 28 Super Typhoon Yolanda
It hardly seems appropriate to write “Day 28 Typhoon Yolanda.” The typhoon feels long in the past. It’s still affecting the town in that there is no electricity and no services and few open shops, but I don’t wake up thinking about the typhoon anymore. I think about fixing my bike and moving on. I think about what comes next.
Yesterday, Mar mentioned that the BFP …
Days 26 & 27 Super Typhoon Yolanda
The term “squatters” almost never came up before the typhoon. But in these post-typhoon days, I hear it all the time. It’s generally used in the way you’d expect – in a negative way – and is used to describe the bad qualities of the people who suffered most from the typhoon, those living in the crude shacks along the shoreline and in the spaces …
Day Thirteen – Super Typhoon Yolanda
I finally encountered my first Canadians among the relief organizations. They consisted, to my joy, of a group of four people with cadaver-sniffing dogs. The four dogs are large, beautiful animals of all different breeds. I was sitting with the BFP team when the Canadians returned from a mission with their dogs. They are part of a larger team effort and were assigned to work …
Day Twelve – Super Typhoon Yolanda
A lot of things have been puzzling me about this typhoon and in particular my experience of it. And yesterday, I had the chance to talk to a couple of journalists. Their questions brought into focus some of the details and brought back some of my memories of what had happened.
Considering the horrific aftermath of the typhoon, it’s been puzzling me why it wasn’t taken …