Showing posts with label tacloban. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tacloban. Show all posts

Saturday, February 19, 2011

What is it in Region 8?


Discover Tacloban and the rest of the Region 8, its land and culture, the people and the food. That’s exactly what I thought when I started to live a life here in the easternmost part of the Philippines. I have already been given the opportunity to be here so all I need to do is to explore and experience what this place has to offer.

So from now on, I will be sharing my personal experiences and views to every place I will visit, the people I will meet, the food I will taste and anything and everything about this part of the country.

Region 8 is composed of 6 provinces, The Northern, Eastern and Samar Province, Leyte and Southern Leyte Province and the Biliran Province. Thanks to my job, I have the privilege to visit all those provinces and I would say that each has unique features and landmarks worthy to visit.




Monday, May 17, 2010

Where do I go from here?

Thrilled. Exhausted. Clueless. I landed for the first time at Rumualdez Airport in Tacloban City with mixed emotions. I may have no idea about this place and tired from a long trip from Davao City, but still im excited to a new life waiting for me to experience.

Immediately after fetching me from the airport, my staff toured me to the heart of downtown Tacloban. Instantly, I realized that this isn’t a modern city but a simple yet fine place. No soaring skyscrapers but only old yet historical buildings. No busy traffic but only noisy yet remarkable red tricycles.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Why am I here?

Merely three months ago, when I could still enjoy my breakfast freshly prepared everyday, I didn’t have any idea that I would be living this kind of life that I have right now. Nor did I expect a sudden shift of my relaxed yet contented life to a more challenging life on edge.

Due to an unexpected work promotion, I hasty leave Davao City and moved here in Tacloban City – a place that is quite unfamiliar because of too little information that I know about. Everything became new to me, from physical ambience, workplace and clients, to local dialect.


I spent my first few days to realize that I now live outside my comfort zone. I have no mom here to wake me up every morning. No more housemaids to iron and wash my clothes. No nieces to cuddle after a stressful day of work. No bestfriends to hang out over a cup of coffee. I often asked myself, what am I doing here? Are all these worth the prize?

Everything changed and I was left with no option but to adopt. I am now literally on my own. As I realized, I have gained skills to adjust and live with it. Easier said than done but I am now coping. I may not enjoy my breakfast most of the time but I have learned to cook for myself. I can now iron my clothes with no hassle. I also got a few friends to spend time on weekends. Even the learning to converse in Waray was satisfying to do.



It’s merely three months now and I have become aware of my new existence. Same old me but has matured independently.

I still don’t know until when I’m going to stay here. But what I’m certain of is I am here to live a life!