Sunday, May 20, 2018

My Last Photos

The photos in this post are the last photos taken with my digital camera. As a matter of fact, the first photo displayed here is the very last photo taken. It is given the name IMG_0838.JPG, and was taken on May 6, 2018. It is a view of the southern point of Cebu island as seen from Our Lady's Garden in Sibulan, Negros Oriental.

For several months, I have been looking for a back-up memory card for my camera. Unfortunately, I've been unable to find one in Dumaguete. Recently, friends from the United States were visiting, and I had considered asking if they could purchase a memory card for me in the States, but because I didn't actually need one at the time, I failed to ask.

On the day these photos were taken, I removed the memory card, as usual, to upload onto my PC. After uploading the photos, I somehow managed to damage the memory card. It is no longer of any use.

Of course, now I'm regretting not having asked my friend to bring a spare memory card.

After searching the Internet, I found a memory card available on an online store in Philippines. I thought the price a bit high, but I saw no other option. I ordered the card COD - for a total cost of 528 pesos.

A few days after ordering the card from Lazada, I came upon a similar memory card at a photo shop in Dumaguete - selling for over 800 pesos.

Sadly, 12 days after receiving an email telling me my item was shipped, it hasn't arrived. As I write this, I am chatting with someone with Lazada customer service. Like my son, his name is given as John Paul-S. John Paul tells me my package will arrive on or before May 22. We'll see how that works out.

Friday, May 4, 2018

VW Beetle # 26 c ,d, and e.

This red and black VW Beetle was parked in the roof-top parking area of City Mall.

I was hoping this might be a new one for me, but it turns out to be one that I spotted at the Sea Forest Resort north of Sibulan; the same place where I had originally spotted 1967 Rusty.

As this is one already catalogued, I'm labeling these photos 26 c, d, and e.

Sunday, April 29, 2018

Next on the list : The Shape of Things to Come

Just having finished reading volume one of Remembrance of Things Past, I was reluctant to jump immediately into the second volume. I went looking for something different.

Of the 45 books I read in 2017, four of those books were written by H.G. Wells: The Time Machine, The War of the Worlds, The Island of Doctor Moreau, and The Invisible Man.

After reading a piece written by Archbishop Charles J. Chaput, which references Wells' 1933 novel, The Shape of Things to Come, I thought this work by Wells would be a good change of pace.

Because the novel was originally published in 1933, it isn't available for download at Project Gutenberg, but is - thanks to differences in Australian copyright law - available at Project Gutenberg Australia. After downloading the file, it was a matter of creating a pdf of the text and then converting the pdf to mobi.

I began reading the novel last night before bed, and have read 7%.

VW Number 48

Spotted this pretty, red VW Beetle just up from Tim's Auto Yard on the National Highway in Dumaguete.

This one makes # 48 in my collection of VW Beetles spotted in or around Dumaguete.

Friday, March 30, 2018

This Year's Via Crucis

For the 4th year in a row, I participated in the Good Friday Via Crucis, which starts at the St. Anthony of Padua parish church in Sibulan. It began at 4:30 AM.

 Like last year, this year's Via Crucis headed off toward the north, but soon turned to the left, before getting back onto the National Highway, going south. We turned off the highway again at Maslog school.

The route continued thru Barangay Cangmating, arriving back at the church.

The map shows my crude attempt at tracing the outline of this year's route. The white spot at the top indicates the approximate location of the church. According to the pedometer app on my phone, the distance traveled was 6.01 kilometers (3.73 miles).

At about the 3rd station, I was able to get within a few feet of the priest and the men who were taking turns carrying the cross. I wanted to remain near them throughout the walk. This wasn't easy. It wasn't that the priest was walking particularly fast, but people would appear out of nowhere and wedge themselves between me and the group I was attempting to follow. Of course, the ones directly in front of me would always slow down, forcing me to find a path around them.

Two hours after it began, the Via Crucis passed in front of my apartment. I fetched my camera for a few shots.