Articles tagged with: Tacloban
Day Eight – Super-Typhoon Yolanda
It rained a great deal during the night, but the sun has come up this morning in clear skies. It remains to be seen if the rain will hold off during the day.
The rest of the afternoon and evening yesterday was spent relaxing and caring for my various wounds. Almost every task was difficult as I kept coming up against the injured finger on my …
Days Six & Seven – Super Typhoon Yolanda
This day began without my usual pounding heart. The hotel has filled with people – including several children and 14 fire fighters – and life is beginning to feel not normal but something similar. I can hear the children playing outside and I can hear some neighbors building a fire and washing pots. I can even hear the engine of a motorcycle going past on …
Day Five – Super Typhoon Yolanda
Another day of the typhoon and its aftermath begins. My heart begins to pound the very second that I wake up and become conscious of where I am. It’s not fear or panic or anything like that. It’s just a sense of urgency surrounding all the things that I feel I have to do.
Yesterday morning was the same, compounded by the dark clouds and the …
Day Four – Super Typhoon Yolanda
As if a super-typhoon and storm surge weren’t enough, a low-pressure system has moved into the Tacloban area, bringing with it more rain. I was woken up early this morning to the unwelcome sound of rain drumming against my windows and, of course, pouring through the cracks and flooding the room. Being an idiot, I had put the second mattress on the floor with many …
Super-Typhoon Yolanda – My First Three Days
On Nov 8, 2013, super typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan) hit the town of Tacloban in the Philippines. I was in Tacloban at the time, and my hotel was hit with a storm surge ten feet deep. This is the first part of the journal I kept through the experience.
Photo Walkabout and Karaoke Horror
It’s 6:30 p.m., an unusual time for me to fire up the NEO, but I have been ambushed by the horror of the Philippines once more: karaoke. I don’t know how people in this country can live like this. I find the tension is like living on top of an armed nuclear weapon. You never know when the darn thing will go off. It can …
Photo Walkabout in Tacloban
On my boat rides to and from San Antonio, I noticed an interesting stretch of coastline in the northern part of Tacloban. There were two ornate churches there plus a lot of houses built on stilts out over the water. I decided to go there with my camera and see if I could walk around and take some pictures.
Before I went, I stopped at my …
Second Prison Visit
My second visit to the prison began very much like the first. I showed up at 1:00 o’clock, and there was a lineup of about twenty-five women at the door, some with young children and many with bundles of food. There were far more motorcycles parked around the door and sidewalk this time, and the lineup was even more of a mess. It also seemed …