I have to spread this out over a few posts, wouldn’t want you to get RSI from scrolling down too much
So I’m back here in the Philippines, as you may have noticed from my previous posts.
I’m not here only for photography, and writing articles. I’m not here only for diving, or holidays. Of course I’m having a lot of fun, and I’m shooting great pictures, but it’s not *just* for me.
I’m also here to prepare a little piece of paradise for all of you.
See… I’ve been photographing to gather material to show you the beauty of where you could go next year, as a holiday, as a (re)treat, where we offer you yoga and diving as a relaxing combination to get your mind off your every day life.
How does this look?
Doesn’t that look inviting?
Having been there, having done that, I can say it IS very inviting!
I’ve got a lot more pictures, also from underwater wildlife and landscapes. Keep an eye out for those in the coming posts.
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Usually if it doesn’t belong there, it’s crap.
But sometimes there’s an exception to the rule.
I didn’t check if there was something in it (you’re not supposed to touch anything ).
But if you recognize it, and you believe it’s yours, write me a line (with distinct details, that are not in the picture, so I know it’s really yours ), and I’ll try to find it again when I go down next time
Just to get your mind off the bugs for a bit…
The other day I had an Arachnophobia moment. Remember that movie from the 90s with the spiders in it?
I got to the toilet, lifted the seat and found a big, fat spider on it. It scurried away too fast for me to actually consciously register what had just happened.
Today, however, I can say with 100% probability that I most certainly have discovered a new species of spiders, I think.
It looks very much like a brown huntsman, so I would assume that it’s a subspecies. I will call it the 5-legged brown arnoman.
It’s very docile, doesn’t move much, and is very photogenic. It comes over as very natural in front of the camera and is not afraid to wink with one of its 8 eyes when given the opportunity.
It frequents in locations with humid (occasionally smelly) air and laughs in one of its 5 fists when it scares (maybe literally) the crap out of you when you lift the toilet seat.
Slight feeling of déjà-vu…
It was another night, but I’m not sure if it was another bug.
I get the impression that this might’ve been the same bug as the one from a few nights ago. After it’s been banging its head in the window, since it’s got a massive dent in its head
And probably still slightly (or severely) concussed, since it wasn’t moving at all.
It was gone this morning. Not sure if Mr L had another midnight snack or if it got away.
I guess I’ll find out in the coming nights
Before the bug I re-acquainted myself with another old friend.
I must say that these “little” loudmouths have been surprisingly quiet since I’ve arrived here. I haven’t heard them much, and not at all during the night. That may change with the weather, though, let’s wait and see/hear…
Normally speaking I don’t wake up during the night for a toilet break. It may be that the crashing of the waves on the beach has some influence on that. It’s been very windy here and the ocean’s been quite rough.
Anyway… The other night I almost tripped over a big beetle, last night it was another beetle. Slightly smaller, and normally crawling, but still of respectable size. This one was slow, though, unlike the one from the other night.
It would’ve been better for the “little” critter if it HAD been a bit faster. Not long after I shot these pictures, my buddy Mr L (proudly named after the L-shape of his tail) came to look what I was doing lying flat on the floor and decided that his evening snack was way beyond due.
So after playing with his food a bit (I told him not to, but he didn’t listen), he scooped it up and crunched the proteins away (I save you THAT much cruelty, but the playing was fun ).
Think you’re doing the good thing, and as a thank you, you get….
I’m back in the Philippines. I love this place, I really do. And I don’t mind the bugs, I really don’t. I don’t mind the sounds that come from between the walls. And I don’t mind that the holes in the mosquito net are too big to stop the tiny ants. I really don’t.
What I can’t appreciate, though, is lack of gratitude.
At some point during the early hours I woke up. Had to go to the… “comfort room”, as they so eloquently call it here.
I was in a semi-snooze when I ventured out and toward the loo (as I so ineloquently call it when I’m half asleep and need to take a leak). I was slightly more woken up on my way back to my room and I almost tripped over a beetle, lying on its back on the floor waving with its legs in the air. Tripped, yes. It was the size of a toad (kinda).
I went back to my room, got the camera and shot a few pictures of it.
Then I turned it back on its feet and went back to my room, and asleep. Or at least that was the plan.
Now… I’m not sure if it was out of spite (because I prevented a suicide) or out of gratitude, but the bug -sounding like a Corvette with a V12- started flying around and against my window on and off for the next 2,5 hours.
Obviously next time I will reconsider before putting anything back on its feet like that. At least at that hour of the night…
Did I mention this before?
Last night I was up late. I looked outside, and I stared into this absolutely breath-taking view. It was close to midnight. Overcast to some extend, very foggy at the ground. But there was an almost full moon lighting up the fog and cloudy part of the sky. That in combination with the light pollution coming off the city and some of the street lights along the path…
I stood there (on my balcony ) for quite awhile, just looking at it.
The picture below is a panorama of 5 pictures stitched together in Photoshop.
In many ways.
Sometimes I stop and think how things in the absence of light look so much more… uncomfortable. It wouldn’t even cross your mind during the day when everything’s brightly lit, but when the light disappears, immediately the atmosphere changes.