Today is my 6 month travelling anniversary! Wow, do you miss me yet?? I bet you're guessing that I've got 6 more months to go, but you're wrong. Jeremy and I have decided to keep going, I'm not going to be home until Feb or March of next year. This gives me more time to stay in Australia and work. Work = $$$ = longer travel time = fun! Well, I guess work doesn't exactly equal fun, especially when its in a call center, phoning people and persuading them to buy life or death insurance. Jeremy and I both have gotten jobs at a busy telemarketing firm, with 500 employees all trying to sell insurance. We just got hired today and start this coming Monday. In the interview they basically told us its a job where we get rejected 97% of the time and we talk about death all day! That'll be good for a morale booster!!! Oh well, the job pays really well and there'll be lots of other backpackers that we'll be with. Wish me luck on my new job. I haven't worked in over 6 months, this will be a definite shock to my system, 5 days/week from 11:45am-8pm. Plus if I opt to, I can work on Saturdays, well sign me up!
Well, that's all for now. I miss writing blogs, I'll try to get online more often.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Friday, March 19, 2004
A Bit Bored (Lakes Entrance, Australia)
Well, for the last few days Jeremy and I have just been driving up the east coast. We've been stopping off at these little towns that don't really have much to offer. We haven't met many travellers along the way so far because there's not that many to meet. We were with a couple from Britain (Andrew and Elle), but unfortunaltey, they've gotten themselves into some car trouble and are now stuck in Melbourne for the time being. They were good fun.
A few highlights we've had was on Phillip Island where we went to this Penguin Parade and watched hundreds of penguins come out of the ocean and walk up the beach to their burrows. We went to this Koala conversation park and saw all these cute koala bears hiding in the trees, there was a little baby one too! We went to Wilson's Promonotory natn'l park, it was a beauty. However, there was way too many wasps everywhere and it kinda freaked us out and so we only stayed one day. Oh yeah, during a hike on Phillip Island we saw a snake! That was pretty scary as well!
Anyway, of course, internet time is limited and costly... see ya.
A few highlights we've had was on Phillip Island where we went to this Penguin Parade and watched hundreds of penguins come out of the ocean and walk up the beach to their burrows. We went to this Koala conversation park and saw all these cute koala bears hiding in the trees, there was a little baby one too! We went to Wilson's Promonotory natn'l park, it was a beauty. However, there was way too many wasps everywhere and it kinda freaked us out and so we only stayed one day. Oh yeah, during a hike on Phillip Island we saw a snake! That was pretty scary as well!
Anyway, of course, internet time is limited and costly... see ya.
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Inseperable (Melbourne, Australia)
A friend of a friend of a friend...
Well, here I am at Jeremy's Mom's Friend's Sister's house. Last night as Jeremy and I were driving here I was like "Jeremy, aren't you so excited to visit you Mom's, friend's sister's husband Angelo?". He was nice white man who opened the door as we waited on the other side with a potted flower plant. We were surprised to find a white man as we were expecting some Filippino to greet us. Anyway, he's really nice and letting us stay at his house for a couple of nights until we leave for the road again.
Ruth
We'll be heading up towards Sydney tomorrow morning in my mint green station wagon, who've I've appropriatley named 'Ruth'. Oh the stories I could tell about Ruth! But I don't have that much time. Basically: no gas gauge, no temp gauge, faulty speedometer, no interior lights, no horn, no hazard lights. I once ran out of fuel while driving down to do my first (and only) day of grape picking when I had 4 Japanese backpackers in my car. I had to stand on the side of the road and wave down someone to bring me to a gas station. All the damn people just waved back at me like I was a mascot on the side of the road.
I've covered the rusty tailgate with ducktape! It looks pretty good, well much better than the rust I guess.
I will admit though that the engine is fine and has gotten me from Adelaide to Melbourne so far. In Adelaide I had to put up notices in the the hostels to try to find some companions to join me. The first time I put "Canadian guy" on the notes and got no responses. The second time around, after 3 days of waiting by the phone, I put more notes up without the "Canadian guy" and I was swamped with phone calls. Hmmm... go figure? Well, the second time around I also cut up the little slips of paper with the phone number at the bottom of the page, maybe that's what the difference was.
I had a blast with this British couple (Andrew and Elle) and this Dutch girl Marieke. In fact, Andrew, Elle, Jeremy and I will all be leaving for Sydney tomorrow. I've bought a bunch of camping gear and will slowly go up towards Sydney and just see the sights and relax on the beaches along the way.
Inseperable
Well, the other day I got to see Jeremy again, after 4 months and 3 weeks, he was definitley a sight for sore eyes. I waited at the airport for 2 hours, that's called 'frustrating'! Especially when his plane landed on time, but didn't get out of the customs gate 1.5 hrs afterwards. I stood by the 4 doors waiting and waiting, each time the door opened I thought it would be him. "nope, not that one, maybe the next, nope... nope... oh is that?... nope.... ". I was about to get him paged at the info desk cause I thought he missed his flight or something. Not to mention I had to use the toilet the whole time I was waiting, but didn't want to miss him come out the doors. Next thing I know, he comes up behind me and says "Hello".
Adelaide
I definitley had fun there, lots of people say that Adelaide's the boring, weird city. I like it more than Melbourne actually. They were having 3 different large festivals going on while I was there! All really expensive stuff, but it was still cool. The first night of the fringe was free entertainment and a parade. That was cool, I danced outdoors on the university campus where there was DJ Josh (a girl DJ!!). I hung out a lot at the house where I stayed with 3 people from New Zealand and got to know them. They're my sister's friends.
Like I said earlier I grape picked for one day and hated it, and got lost trying to find the place the second day and said screw it. But there's lots of wineries out there and got to visit where Brendon (flat-mate) worked. There's tonnes of orchards and some cool beaches, lots of neat shopping malls and arcades. Adelaide to me, is really a lot like Calgary, a big city but still has that small town feel to it.
Thank-you
By the way, I just want to say thank you to all of you that gave me your condolences. Kind words really do go a long way. Also, my 3 best friends, Jenny, Lillian and Charies were amazing and read my eulogy at the funeral service and helped out my Mom and Jeremy with the food arrangements and stuff. Its so nice to know that even though I'm not there, my friends are still my friends. Thanks guys, love you all.
Well, here I am at Jeremy's Mom's Friend's Sister's house. Last night as Jeremy and I were driving here I was like "Jeremy, aren't you so excited to visit you Mom's, friend's sister's husband Angelo?". He was nice white man who opened the door as we waited on the other side with a potted flower plant. We were surprised to find a white man as we were expecting some Filippino to greet us. Anyway, he's really nice and letting us stay at his house for a couple of nights until we leave for the road again.
Ruth
We'll be heading up towards Sydney tomorrow morning in my mint green station wagon, who've I've appropriatley named 'Ruth'. Oh the stories I could tell about Ruth! But I don't have that much time. Basically: no gas gauge, no temp gauge, faulty speedometer, no interior lights, no horn, no hazard lights. I once ran out of fuel while driving down to do my first (and only) day of grape picking when I had 4 Japanese backpackers in my car. I had to stand on the side of the road and wave down someone to bring me to a gas station. All the damn people just waved back at me like I was a mascot on the side of the road.
I've covered the rusty tailgate with ducktape! It looks pretty good, well much better than the rust I guess.
I will admit though that the engine is fine and has gotten me from Adelaide to Melbourne so far. In Adelaide I had to put up notices in the the hostels to try to find some companions to join me. The first time I put "Canadian guy" on the notes and got no responses. The second time around, after 3 days of waiting by the phone, I put more notes up without the "Canadian guy" and I was swamped with phone calls. Hmmm... go figure? Well, the second time around I also cut up the little slips of paper with the phone number at the bottom of the page, maybe that's what the difference was.
I had a blast with this British couple (Andrew and Elle) and this Dutch girl Marieke. In fact, Andrew, Elle, Jeremy and I will all be leaving for Sydney tomorrow. I've bought a bunch of camping gear and will slowly go up towards Sydney and just see the sights and relax on the beaches along the way.
Inseperable
Well, the other day I got to see Jeremy again, after 4 months and 3 weeks, he was definitley a sight for sore eyes. I waited at the airport for 2 hours, that's called 'frustrating'! Especially when his plane landed on time, but didn't get out of the customs gate 1.5 hrs afterwards. I stood by the 4 doors waiting and waiting, each time the door opened I thought it would be him. "nope, not that one, maybe the next, nope... nope... oh is that?... nope.... ". I was about to get him paged at the info desk cause I thought he missed his flight or something. Not to mention I had to use the toilet the whole time I was waiting, but didn't want to miss him come out the doors. Next thing I know, he comes up behind me and says "Hello".
Adelaide
I definitley had fun there, lots of people say that Adelaide's the boring, weird city. I like it more than Melbourne actually. They were having 3 different large festivals going on while I was there! All really expensive stuff, but it was still cool. The first night of the fringe was free entertainment and a parade. That was cool, I danced outdoors on the university campus where there was DJ Josh (a girl DJ!!). I hung out a lot at the house where I stayed with 3 people from New Zealand and got to know them. They're my sister's friends.
Like I said earlier I grape picked for one day and hated it, and got lost trying to find the place the second day and said screw it. But there's lots of wineries out there and got to visit where Brendon (flat-mate) worked. There's tonnes of orchards and some cool beaches, lots of neat shopping malls and arcades. Adelaide to me, is really a lot like Calgary, a big city but still has that small town feel to it.
Thank-you
By the way, I just want to say thank you to all of you that gave me your condolences. Kind words really do go a long way. Also, my 3 best friends, Jenny, Lillian and Charies were amazing and read my eulogy at the funeral service and helped out my Mom and Jeremy with the food arrangements and stuff. Its so nice to know that even though I'm not there, my friends are still my friends. Thanks guys, love you all.
Sunday, February 22, 2004
Qucik Hello! (Adelaide, Australia)
Hi guys, I've been here in Adelaide for about a week now. I've been trying to cope with westernization again, its so expensive here!!! I'm also trying to deal with the death of my Grandma, hopefully you've read my last 2 entries. I also really miss the children in Cambodia and think about them often.
I've been staying at my sister's friends' house. Its Fringe Festival time here, that's fun... but expensive. I just bought an $800 1977 Station Wagon!! I'm about to register it and drive around Australia with Jeremy. I pick him up in Melbourne in about 2 weeks, I can't wait. Until then, I hope to do some work here, I plan on doing some grape picking out in the orchards. Its an honor to pick the grapes that will contribute to the famous wines of South Australia!
Internet's expensive, I won't be able to write or email as much. Take care till next time.
I've been staying at my sister's friends' house. Its Fringe Festival time here, that's fun... but expensive. I just bought an $800 1977 Station Wagon!! I'm about to register it and drive around Australia with Jeremy. I pick him up in Melbourne in about 2 weeks, I can't wait. Until then, I hope to do some work here, I plan on doing some grape picking out in the orchards. Its an honor to pick the grapes that will contribute to the famous wines of South Australia!
Internet's expensive, I won't be able to write or email as much. Take care till next time.
Saturday, February 21, 2004
My Lola
Hello everyone, I apologise for not being there in Calgary right now to celebrate the life of my Lola with you all. She is a wonderful human being who I love dearly. The following are some of my fond memories and thoughts of about Lola.
One of the things that sticks out from when I was growing up are the sleepovers I used to have at Lola's house. It was back in the day when Lola used to make those gigantic, fancy wedding cakes. She would always want me there to the night before to help with misc. things, such as move this cake here or there, put this icing into that bowl, or simply just to give her support and company. I would love watching her in action, I could always tell that she loved what she was doing. Every single cake she ever made was a masterpiece, with coloful flowers, icing, waterfalls and little miniature figurines that she always had to re-paint to match the motif.
At the end of the night, she'd sit back and go "Wowie, Wowie, its so beautiful!" and I'd reply "Yes Lola, its beautiful". We would then retire in her old beige couch, which was passed down by Tito Caloy, and fold it out into a mattress and fall asleep side by side.
Whenever Lola had a special occasion to attend, such as a wedding or a senior's party, she would dress up to the nines. I love that she still took the time to pretty herself up with make-up, jewellery and shiny sequined dress. You go Lola!! You'll be the prettiest one in Heaven!
Lola was so generous and considerate, she was always willing to share and give whatever she had. It seemed like she had a constant supply of cookies, chocolate bars and her icing flowers ready for whenever I came over. Although it never seemed like Lola ate them herself. When Mom would be on holiday in the Philippines, she would always cook for us kids to make sure we were eating well and not the junk food that Dad was buying us. Even when Mom was home, she'd still cook and share her ullam with us, saying that Mom's had a busy workday and should be resting.
During Halloween and Easter, she would always have a goodie bag put away for Kuya Mabla our cousins and me. She only stopped doing this a few years ago. Lola had such a holiday spirit, she wasn't made out of money but at Christmas time, she had a present for everyone. Her floor would be covered in gifts that she'd been buying since the summer. I always had the privilege of being Santa Claus and got to separate them by family and distribute them. Her house would always have some kind of a Christmas tree, little decorative knick knacks displayed on her counter and those 12 or so lights in her window that she always insisted plugging in each year.
I don't remember much from the ages of 0-5, but I do know this is when Lola lived with us and helped raise me. However, I do remember when Lauren and Michael were babies, Lola would always hold them so dearly and care for them with so much love. She would always sing "Do-re-mi" as a lullaby and pat them on their diapers. Thinking of this now, I know she did the same with Mabla, Kuya and me, with the same amount of love.
For most of my life, whenever Lola and I were in a public environment with her friends, she would always call me over. I always knew what was coming and I’d be shy and reluctant. Lola would wrap her arms around me and introduce me as her “Apo” and then brag about me for the next five minutes as I smiled and tried to squirm my way out of her hold. I would always be so embarrassed. Only now do I realise how proud Lola was to have me as a grandson and wanted to show me off. As I get older and grow into a mature adult, I realise that having some one who’s proud of you starts to become a rare thing and I should be grateful to have a grandmother who’s excited to brag about me.
The last day I saw Lola was on Oct. 14, 2003, the day I left for my travels. Lola sat me down and talked to me for a good 90 minutes or so. In this time she gave me some advise about friends, family and life. I learned a lot of things in that time. Firstly, I realised how much Lola really loves me and my Mom. Lola always put Mom before herself. I also came to the realisation that the woman sitting in front of me is not just a sweet old Grandma, but a person who’s lived 85 meaningful years and has the wisdom to prove it. She loved life and each morning she awoke, she would say, “Thank-you beautiful Lord for giving me another day!”
If anything, I should be the one who’s proud. I am truly proud to have had a Lola as wonderful as my Lola
I would like to believe that the other day when Lola got into Heaven, all her friends and family that since passed, were there to greet her, all dressed up in suits and dresses. They threw her a welcoming party, with lots of Filipino food and deserts. As well as a DJ to play songs like the “Macarena” and “Achy Breaky Heart” for all of them to dance the night away. I’m sure Lola had a great time!
Lola, I love you and thank-you for loving me.
Your Apo,
Deannie.
One of the things that sticks out from when I was growing up are the sleepovers I used to have at Lola's house. It was back in the day when Lola used to make those gigantic, fancy wedding cakes. She would always want me there to the night before to help with misc. things, such as move this cake here or there, put this icing into that bowl, or simply just to give her support and company. I would love watching her in action, I could always tell that she loved what she was doing. Every single cake she ever made was a masterpiece, with coloful flowers, icing, waterfalls and little miniature figurines that she always had to re-paint to match the motif.
At the end of the night, she'd sit back and go "Wowie, Wowie, its so beautiful!" and I'd reply "Yes Lola, its beautiful". We would then retire in her old beige couch, which was passed down by Tito Caloy, and fold it out into a mattress and fall asleep side by side.
Whenever Lola had a special occasion to attend, such as a wedding or a senior's party, she would dress up to the nines. I love that she still took the time to pretty herself up with make-up, jewellery and shiny sequined dress. You go Lola!! You'll be the prettiest one in Heaven!
Lola was so generous and considerate, she was always willing to share and give whatever she had. It seemed like she had a constant supply of cookies, chocolate bars and her icing flowers ready for whenever I came over. Although it never seemed like Lola ate them herself. When Mom would be on holiday in the Philippines, she would always cook for us kids to make sure we were eating well and not the junk food that Dad was buying us. Even when Mom was home, she'd still cook and share her ullam with us, saying that Mom's had a busy workday and should be resting.
During Halloween and Easter, she would always have a goodie bag put away for Kuya Mabla our cousins and me. She only stopped doing this a few years ago. Lola had such a holiday spirit, she wasn't made out of money but at Christmas time, she had a present for everyone. Her floor would be covered in gifts that she'd been buying since the summer. I always had the privilege of being Santa Claus and got to separate them by family and distribute them. Her house would always have some kind of a Christmas tree, little decorative knick knacks displayed on her counter and those 12 or so lights in her window that she always insisted plugging in each year.
I don't remember much from the ages of 0-5, but I do know this is when Lola lived with us and helped raise me. However, I do remember when Lauren and Michael were babies, Lola would always hold them so dearly and care for them with so much love. She would always sing "Do-re-mi" as a lullaby and pat them on their diapers. Thinking of this now, I know she did the same with Mabla, Kuya and me, with the same amount of love.
For most of my life, whenever Lola and I were in a public environment with her friends, she would always call me over. I always knew what was coming and I’d be shy and reluctant. Lola would wrap her arms around me and introduce me as her “Apo” and then brag about me for the next five minutes as I smiled and tried to squirm my way out of her hold. I would always be so embarrassed. Only now do I realise how proud Lola was to have me as a grandson and wanted to show me off. As I get older and grow into a mature adult, I realise that having some one who’s proud of you starts to become a rare thing and I should be grateful to have a grandmother who’s excited to brag about me.
The last day I saw Lola was on Oct. 14, 2003, the day I left for my travels. Lola sat me down and talked to me for a good 90 minutes or so. In this time she gave me some advise about friends, family and life. I learned a lot of things in that time. Firstly, I realised how much Lola really loves me and my Mom. Lola always put Mom before herself. I also came to the realisation that the woman sitting in front of me is not just a sweet old Grandma, but a person who’s lived 85 meaningful years and has the wisdom to prove it. She loved life and each morning she awoke, she would say, “Thank-you beautiful Lord for giving me another day!”
If anything, I should be the one who’s proud. I am truly proud to have had a Lola as wonderful as my Lola
I would like to believe that the other day when Lola got into Heaven, all her friends and family that since passed, were there to greet her, all dressed up in suits and dresses. They threw her a welcoming party, with lots of Filipino food and deserts. As well as a DJ to play songs like the “Macarena” and “Achy Breaky Heart” for all of them to dance the night away. I’m sure Lola had a great time!
Lola, I love you and thank-you for loving me.
Your Apo,
Deannie.
Wednesday, February 18, 2004
My Lola
ISLA _ Teresa 1918 - 2004
It is with great sadness that the family announces the passing of Teresa Isla on Monday, February 16, 2004 at the Rockyview General Hospital. Teresa was born in the Philippines and immigrated to Canada in 1971. She was very active in the Filipino community, catering for their various activities and was the Treasurer for the Filipino Seniors' Group. Some of her hobbies included cake decorating, crocheting, singing, dancing and puzzle solving. She will be remembered for her beautiful smile, her laughter, her positive outlook on life, and most especially her generosity to those around her. Teresa was predeceased by her husband Primo Isla and two sisters, Pilar Sanchez and Consolacion Fulgencio. She will be forever remembered by her children, Renato, Eduardo and Amelita and their families; brother Rudy (Teresita) Fulgencio Sr.; nephew Carlos Sanchez and children, Lauren (and her daughter Brooklyn) and Michael; niece Norma (August) Estrella and their children, David, Mabel and Dean; nephew Rudy (Mary) Fulgencio Jr. and their children, Candice and Anthony; niece Debbie Fulgencio; nephew Morley Fulgencio; niece Terry (Irwin) Horsey and their children, Ashley and Shawn. Relatives and friends are invited to Prayers at LEYDEN'S FUNERAL HOME (17 Avenue and 2 Street S.W.) on Friday, February 20, 2004 at 7:00 p.m. Funeral Mass will be celebrated at St. Bonaventure Roman Catholic Church (1600 Acadia Drive S.E.) on Saturday, February 21, 2004 at 1:00 p.m. with Rev. William Stephenson, Presider. Arrangements entrusted to LEYDEN'S FUNERAL HOME. Telephone: 228-4422. 032313
Calgary Herald, Area Code 403
It is with great sadness that the family announces the passing of Teresa Isla on Monday, February 16, 2004 at the Rockyview General Hospital. Teresa was born in the Philippines and immigrated to Canada in 1971. She was very active in the Filipino community, catering for their various activities and was the Treasurer for the Filipino Seniors' Group. Some of her hobbies included cake decorating, crocheting, singing, dancing and puzzle solving. She will be remembered for her beautiful smile, her laughter, her positive outlook on life, and most especially her generosity to those around her. Teresa was predeceased by her husband Primo Isla and two sisters, Pilar Sanchez and Consolacion Fulgencio. She will be forever remembered by her children, Renato, Eduardo and Amelita and their families; brother Rudy (Teresita) Fulgencio Sr.; nephew Carlos Sanchez and children, Lauren (and her daughter Brooklyn) and Michael; niece Norma (August) Estrella and their children, David, Mabel and Dean; nephew Rudy (Mary) Fulgencio Jr. and their children, Candice and Anthony; niece Debbie Fulgencio; nephew Morley Fulgencio; niece Terry (Irwin) Horsey and their children, Ashley and Shawn. Relatives and friends are invited to Prayers at LEYDEN'S FUNERAL HOME (17 Avenue and 2 Street S.W.) on Friday, February 20, 2004 at 7:00 p.m. Funeral Mass will be celebrated at St. Bonaventure Roman Catholic Church (1600 Acadia Drive S.E.) on Saturday, February 21, 2004 at 1:00 p.m. with Rev. William Stephenson, Presider. Arrangements entrusted to LEYDEN'S FUNERAL HOME. Telephone: 228-4422. 032313
Calgary Herald, Area Code 403
Thursday, February 12, 2004
5 Country Race. (Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia)
In the span of 5 days, I'll have gone from:
Phnom Penh, Cambodia - Bangkok, Thailand
Bangkok, Thailand - Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Kuala Lumpure, Malaysia - Singapore
Singapore - Adelaide, Australia
Wow! All of that's been done by bus, except for the flight to Australia tomorrow evening. Lots of sitting on the bus, thinking and relaxing! Talk to you from Down Under!!!
Phnom Penh, Cambodia - Bangkok, Thailand
Bangkok, Thailand - Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Kuala Lumpure, Malaysia - Singapore
Singapore - Adelaide, Australia
Wow! All of that's been done by bus, except for the flight to Australia tomorrow evening. Lots of sitting on the bus, thinking and relaxing! Talk to you from Down Under!!!
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