Sunday, 27 May 2012

Walk to work...

As my time winds down here, I realize that there is still a lot of the day-to-day stuff I haven't yet shared.   Since my mom is more a fan of the everyday-mundane, I thought you might like to take a walk to work for an office day with me...

First, we leave my house and walk past the fancy (yet concrete) house that sits on the rice field next door:


There are always livestock in the field:


If you are lucky, you may get to see someone taking their carabao (water buffalo) for a walk:


Some sort of car/trike maintenance is always happening:


You then pass about 75 of these little sari-sari stores, which carry an assortment of things like shampoo, laundry soap and instant coffee in very small, individual packages.  Not sure how any of them survive as they all stock the same stuff and are right next to one another:


Turn left at the corner.  It is always busy here, you are likely to almost get run over, but you learn to walk with determination and blind faith that you will make it to the other side:


Another 55 sari-sari stores and 6 lechon manok (rotisserie chicken) stands:


Across a few unfortunately litter-filled rivers:


Past the church, which is more often than not full of people or blasting seroms from some tinny speakers:


My two favorite houses in Jagna- both old and intricate.  Both used to be surgeon/doctor's offices:


And then past some new houses. New houses here are concrete and not nearly so pretty.  These are the homes of more affulent people.  You will also find nipa (palm and bamboo) homes:



Basketball court is almost always packed.  You can stop to watch some awesome players.  Interestingly basketball is by far the most popular sport in the Philippines.  Soccer (football), which you would expect to be popular, has been nowhere to be seen:


Along the road there is always coconut husks (for fuel) and rice drying:



Last stretch is along the water.  At night, this wall is full of young people hanging out and giggling:


Almost there, don't get hit by a bus:


Office gazebo in sight:


Time for work:










Friday, 25 May 2012

Play time

A lot of my posts lately have been about work, which makes sense considering we work about 95% of the time.  This trip has not been a vacation, days off have been few and far between, which isn't a complaint, it is what I expected and came to do.  When we aren't on the water or dealing with stranded animals, there is outreach to organize, data to enter, photo-ID to match etc.  However, I shouldn't insinuate that it has been ALL work and no play.  Here is a quick collection of photos of some of my 'play time' this month.

Cruising north in the back of our micromachine truck to check out the interior, which resulted in a broken engine, oops:

Finally made it to the infamous 'Chocolate Hills', a series of perfectly rounded cartoon-esque limestone hills formed by ancient coral reefs:



Day off diving in Panglao (with a dive butler, Karen!) and then relaxing on the beach:





Afternoon off in Anda, decided to crash a resort to use the pool and drink the most delicious pineapple shakes- tres posh!



Early morning dive just down the road in Cantagay with Jeremy of Jagna Divers.  Best way to start a morning!  






Fancy pizza night in Anda for Jom's last night with the whole crew:


So much fun to be had.  With only a week left of work, I am planning some play time for my last few days in the Philippines- a trip to Apo Island for some diving!





Wednesday, 23 May 2012

Your guide to a Filippino meeting

(Before I get started, please note that this post is totally meant tongue-in-cheek and in good fun. I’ve only attended a very select few meetings, so I am sure I am making gross generalizations).

One thing I did not realize I would be doing when I first arrived in Bohol is attending meetings.  However, through my involvement in organizing the Bohol Dolphin Fest (coming up in 10 days!!), I’ve actually attended my share of meetings while working here.  I am no stranger to meetings- work life at the Aquarium is full of them- but meetings in the Philippines (or at least in Bohol) are of another breed all together than those I attend at home.  After half a dozen or so, I’ve made you, dear blog-reader (all 10 of you) a guide to a Filippino meeting, so that should you ever need it, you won’t be as lost as I was at first.

1) Learn to be late:  The most important thing you should learn about meetings in the Philippines is that they do not start on time.  In fact, they don’t ever even come close to starting on time and we are not talking about a 15 minute delay.  No, meetings here routinely commence over an hour late.  You may think you are being a boy scout by showing up on time, but your only reward will be sitting in room alone.  No one gives you brownie point for being on time and the meeting will not start until everyone is there (there is no ‘we’ll get started and fill so-and-so in when they arrive’).  So get over your need to be on time (even if being late gives you heart palpitations like it does me) because even if you show up 30 minutes after the scheduled start time, you will still be one of the first people there.   You should probably bring a book to entertain yourself in the meantime.

2) Feel faithful: Meetings in the Philippines, whether at a government office or the town council chambers, start with a prayer.  I was a little taken aback the first time this happened, as I was in the office of the Department of Fisheries which, as someone that grew up in secular Canadian society, seemed an odd place to be praying.  Then I started to giggle inside a bit (which wasn’t really appropriate since people were praying) as I imagined starting a meeting at work with Lance or JN asking God to guide us in making good decisions.  Often the prayers ask for blessings for those attending and for something to be accomplished, which should probably have more to do with people doing the tasks they were assigned than God, but that might just be my heathen thinking…

3) Sweet tooth required:  Awesome part about meetings in the Philippines?  There are always snacks.  Always.  They are served to you by some guy who appears to be the office waiter, though I am sure he has other, unseen functions.  The snacks, however, are almost always sweet.  Usually it consists of some sort of pastry and a cup of 3-in-1.  While I am always up for a mid-afternoon pastry, the 3-in-1 has never grown on me.  Essentially it is instant coffee with coffeemate and about 17 tablespoons of sugar already mixed in.  Ugh.  One time we were in a town council meeting and the councillors were served fast food hamburgers, which didn’t really seem like a better option.  All in favour? Cheeseburger. 

4) Turn your ringtone up:  Yes, it’s true, not only do you not turn off your cellphone ringer in a meeting here, but it appears to be completely acceptable to have a very loud and sometimes inappropriate pop song or animal noise as your ringtone.  Texting is also completely acceptable during a meeting.  At first I thought this was totally rude, but I think Filippinos have an unbelievable ability to multi-task. They can be texting and still contributing to the conversation.  I can’t even walk and text at the same time, let alone listen and contribute to a work meeting.

5)  BYOSTP (Bring your own sweater and TP):  This is a tropical country.  In my time here, the temperature has rarely dipped below the low-thirties, high-twenties.  However, if you attend a meeting at a government office, you will be treated to some mad air con in their conference room.  At first it will feel a welcome relief from the heat, but after a few minutes of your body temperature dropping, it can get excessively chilly.  Usually it won’t be turned off, so bring a sweater or else you might turn into a popsicle.  The other crucial supply to bring with you: toilet paper.  Like many Asian countries, TP isn’t supplied in many bathrooms, even in government offices.  I am not sure what they do (there doesn’t always appear to be the usual bucket system you find in other countries), but I figured it was a mystery I didn’t need to ask about and have learned to always have a little pack with me.  As an aside, Vale and I have slowly mapped the best public bathrooms in this province over the past few months- perhaps we can write a travel guide entitled ‘Bathrooms of Bohol’?

6) The more the merrier:  The meetings I’ve attended have been packed.  It appears that anyone and everyone with a remote interest in the subject is invited to attend.  Often the people that really need to be there to make the decisions decide not to come and instead send several proxies who sit there, text, but have no authority to make the needed decision.  This seems like a good position to be in- an afternoon off your normal duties to escape the heat and eat snacks- sign me up! 

7) Expect to be there a while: The meetings I have attended have never been speedy.  As per the last few points, they start late and they tend to meander at a languid pace with breaks for snacks etc.  An afternoon meeting is that- it lasts all afternoon.  Each point of the agenda is discussed, debate ensues (usually over points that involve food or free t-shirts), ringtones buzz, and people laugh a lot.  That is one thing I love about the Philippines, the ability of the people here to laugh.  In fact, while I may have found it frustrating at times, working here has been a good reminder not to take ‘work’ too seriously.  Things get done when they get done.  Stressing out about it appears to have little place in Filippino society.  There definitely isn't the same sense of ‘now’-urgency and hyper-planning that is so prevalent in North American society.  People can be late.  If you don’t do what you were supposed to, there appears to be no major embarrassment or apology, you’ll just do it later.  If you say you were going to show up, but don’t, people shrug it off.  Things aren’t done the most efficient way, but they are often done in a more personal way.  Real letters are still sent.  You go into an office to talk to someone as opposed to emailing them.  Follow-ups are done in person….you get the picture.  I hope I can take back some of this laid-back attitude to my work at home…but not too much or I may loose my job.  ;)

Friday, 18 May 2012

Turtle tales...

The past few weeks have been chock-a-block full of turtle shennanigans.  After the two turtles I mentioned a few posts ago (alive hawksbill, dead leatherback), it has just kept on going...

Last week we received a new patient from a local barangay- a young hawksbill that had been accidentally hooked by a local fishermen.  The poor turtle had swallowed the hook and it was now embedded.  To determine where the hook had ended up inside, we managed to convince the local hospital to let us use their x ray machine after hours.  All the nurses were quite intrigued by the unusual late-night patient.

Sneaking the turtle into the hospital


Hooked

Hawksbill patient

The x-ray confirmed the hook was in the stomach.  Ale (who is a vet) decided to attempt removal.  We sedated the little guy and inserted a tube down the turtle's throat in hopes of dislodging the hook and then pulling it up through the tube (so it would not scratch or re-embed as it came up).  Unfortunately, the hook was too deep and there isn't access to scopes or other important equipment here.  Surgery was deemed too risky, so we opted to leave the hook in and have been administering antibiotics.  The turtle is feeding hardily, which is a good sign.  There is evidence that turtles can live with hooks inside, and we hope this little guy can too.  I know we all wish we could do more, but unfortunately the circumstances just aren't ideal.  Ale has dreams of opening a turtle hospital here in Bohol to properly deal with these situations, which after the past few weeks, seems like a wonderful idea.

Anesthetized turtle

You can see the fishing line coming out of his/her beak
Later that weekend, we had a chance to let go four young hawksbills up in Anda.  These little guys had been kept by a well-meaning, but mis-informed community for almost a year.  The local community believed that hatchlings were eaten by adult turtles, so were 'head-starting' them in a small concrete pool.  Only four had survived the whole ordeal (which included being fed cookies sometimes).  Tch and I did some outreach up there a month or so ago, and upon learning about turtle biology, agreed to let them go.  We provided money for the caretaker to feed them a high-quality diet for the month to bulk them up and Sunday was their release.  They were all weighed and measured prior to release and we invited the community and mayor.  Later that evening we screened a turtle movie at the nearby beach.  Anda has one of the few confirmed nesting beaches for hawksbills in Bohol, which makes it a pretty special place.

Getting ready to go!
About to get weighed
Measuring the plastron
Local kids say goodbye pre-release

Tch hands out turtle activity sheets to kids
Four ready to go!
Our snazzy new sign
We also received another patient this week, a small green turtle.  Unfortunately, he/she was totally lethargic and didn't make it.  It was promising that some local fishers had collected the turtle and called us, however they also drilled a hole in it's shell to tied a rope on it.  <sigh> Still a lot of outreach to do.  No confirmed cause of death yet, though it will be interesting to see if this animal has any plastic in it's stomach.  There is plastic everywhere in the water and it breaks my heart.  Not that it is a problem specific to the Philippines, plastic debris is a significant global marine issue and a major killer of marine wildlife.

On a peppier note, I am writing this post by candlelight, with my toes in the sand, and the water a few meters away, while contemplating the cold beer I am going to have.  Just had a lovely, relaxing day off in Panglao.  It was my last chance to get a few dives in here before I leave.  I know, CRAZY, but I will be back in Vancouver in less than three weeks.  I am in the place I often get to as a trip winds down: 1/3 panicked thinking of all the stuff I still want to do here before I go, 1/3 devestated to leave a beautiful, inspiring place, and 1/3 excited to get home and use all my new-found inspiration, wrap my arms around my loved ones and have the best summer of my life....