Huggybear's Stories
July 5-11 Edition
April 6, 2014
Sunday
I always keep in touch with close friends in Luzon even if
I'm in the Visayas. This is my text to let them what I've been
doing
I took a photo of a cloud shaped like a penis the other day.
May 4, 2014
Sunday
A man of God will die for the glory of God. But will he lay
down his life for mankind without the glory? I just finished Dan Brown's Angels
& Demons. I first read it three years ago.
Dan Brown's "Angels & Demons"
Robert Langdon: Huggybear
Vittoria Vetra: Milla Jovovich
Camerlengo: Leonardo DiCaprio
Maximilian Kohler: Patrick Stewart
Olivetti: Steven Seagal
Cardinal Mortati: Anthony Hopkins
The Hassassin: Danny Nucci
Elias Rocher: Armand Assante
Chartrand: Joseph Gordon Lewis
Gunther Glick: Topher Grace
Chinita Macri: Tracie Thoms
Pantheon Docent: Roberto Benigni
May 11 2014
5:12 a.m., Sunday
Dawn is breaking. I'm in the North Bus Terminal in Cebu,
going out to town.
I just got in the bus. I can
appreciate the sense of imparmanence at terminals. There's something about
being in place where everybody knows that everybody else will be gone anytime.
Daylight slowly comes. More people
are coming into the terminal as the time has come for light to triumph over
darkness. I'm in a yellow Ceres tourist bus going north. All the way. I'm going
out of town again. Travel is a part of my soul. What could sweeter than
freedom? It's a beautiful Sunday morning. It's going to be an unforgettable
weekend.
May 11, 2014
Sunday
I had my first dream about a post-Apocalyptic world infested
with the walking dead.
In most of my dreams, I exhibit
paranormal powers and talk to the dead. I guess zombies are not so unusual.
It turns out I'm a zombie hunter
riding KITT, the talking Knight Rider car. I was explaining to a woman that I
can only do this alone. I don't want passengers in my car and I don't want
anybody pulling me down. I remember being curious as to how I kill the zombies.
In the course of my scattered dream scenes, I discovered that I can generate
fire from my hands. Cool! I mean, Hot!
There's a scene where I'm driving
down a deserted highway. Suddenly, a helicopter descended on me, lights blazing
down like in one of those reality cop shows. The chopper, presumably, was not
piloted by zombies. I vividly remember being indignant that they are targeting
a maverick doing good instead of going after the real enemies. I opened the car
roof window and stood, the car on self-driving mode. That was when I first knew
about the pyro thing. I reached out. My hands blazed with blinding light.
Knight Rider
Original 80s TV Intro
(Part of Huggybear's Happy Childhood)
May 11, 2014
Sunday
I'm in Bago, a small city in the northern outskirts of Cebu
island.
I got down from my bus bound for
Hagnaya (where I'll take a ferry to Bantayan Island) on impulse.
My cam battery has died and I need
to either buy a new batt or recharge. I left my charger in my rented room (I
can't call it home) in Cebu City. I'm a
seasoned traveler and that's a humongous booboo. There's a Metro mall here in
this little sea-side city but they don't have one with the right size.
I went around the town market. I
inquired in a cellphone accessories shop. The girl at the counter was nice but
they don't charge. I asked where can I do it, and she pointed me to another
cell shop. Even the lone customers, an elderly couple, told me where to go.
I immediately got lost. I found instead
a small general merchandise stall. I asked the girl if they could charge. She
agreed. I traveled because I'm a voyager. I went outside Cebu City
because I'm really sick and tired of the consistent rudeness of the natives. I
like the people of Bogo much better. I feel more comfortable here. It's not
home because home is where the heart is. I won't say that my heart is here, but
it's definitely not in the city.
In the large open air high-roofed
terminal, I bought a Sprite in one of the stalls while walking around, waiting
for my cam battery. The lady in a carinderia restaurant I went to was nice, and
she pointed me to the next store because they don't have softdrinks. The lady
whom I bought from was also nice. Gosh, the people here are so decent. I found
two billiard pools in an open air stall near the sea. Nobody was playing. I
like the small town feeling of this place.
July 3, 2014
Thursday
While on the bus going back with a dead camera battery, I
was taking notes of the sights and wonders along the way. This is now the
complete story.
We passed a long row of shops and restaurants made of nipa
and bamboo walls with identical but elegant design. There is a pre-War train
that stands as a historical marker on the town plaza.
On the distance, the white marble
stairs leading to a Marian shrine glisten in the sun. On top of the seemingly
thousand steps stands a large statue of Mary.
There was a triathlon going on. To
give way to the race and bike routes, traffic was diverted into a light-colored
dirt road along the highway with a 99 marker, which means we were ninety nine
kilometers from the city. Further on were fields of sugar cane swaying in the
countryside breeze.
I saw a cow under a tree somewhere
down the road. I've seen a couple of trees that were felled down from the
Hainan typhoon. The highway coiled around the mountains. I was overjoyed as I
watched the rolling hills stretch away, with coconut trees standing in
formation in the horizon like immutable sentinels. There's a part of the
landscape that reminded me of the famous round Chocolate Hills of Bohol. I felt
a sense of Zen-like melancholy for bygone days upon seeing people cooking on
wood stoves outside their houses under the trees. The road turned and I saw,
right before my very eyes, the breathtaking grandeur of the majestic blue sea.
