The author with Silvia from Uruguay, during sea-side tour in QingdaoWe just had a sea-tour around Qingdao by boat (of course it's a boat,what do you expect, hehe). Riding in a boat brings back a lot of childhood memories I had with my father. When I was in elementary school, my Dad used to bring to this place they call "Break water" near the Philippine International Convention Center (PICC). There we would watch fishermen trying to catch as many fish as possible using their fishing poles. Also, we rode on a ferry boat, a small boat that could carry only about fifty people. We would go around Manila Bay for about 45 minutes then go back to the port. It was only, I believe, about 18 pesos per person.
Life was much simpler then. I also remember my parents telling me that they used to take us in the Manila Bay to bathe during early Sunday mornings (though I no longer remember most of it). The thoughts in my head was probably placed there because my mother talked about it often, that many people bathe there in the Manila Bay in the morning. The bay was very clean then, unlike now which is full of grease and oil from passing tankers and boats, including trash which the sewers throw at the sea.
I have always been a sentimental person. But the complexities of life has taken away my precious moments of being alone and just listening to the sound of the wind, the soft rustle of leaves in the trees during mornings, and the simple conversations during long walks in the beach. I have tried to relieve those moments in my mind and it I tell you that it is the most exciting part of my day.
Qingdao has made me hear once again that faint whisper inside me saying that life and time is so important that we should take every opportunity to make our world much better, ourselves more sensitive to the needs of our fellow man and make our relationship with God more meaningful.
My memories here will definitely last forever, and will be with me as I brave the storm once again that this life of ours has to offer.
Xie Xie Qingdao!
Life was much simpler then. I also remember my parents telling me that they used to take us in the Manila Bay to bathe during early Sunday mornings (though I no longer remember most of it). The thoughts in my head was probably placed there because my mother talked about it often, that many people bathe there in the Manila Bay in the morning. The bay was very clean then, unlike now which is full of grease and oil from passing tankers and boats, including trash which the sewers throw at the sea.
I have always been a sentimental person. But the complexities of life has taken away my precious moments of being alone and just listening to the sound of the wind, the soft rustle of leaves in the trees during mornings, and the simple conversations during long walks in the beach. I have tried to relieve those moments in my mind and it I tell you that it is the most exciting part of my day.
Qingdao has made me hear once again that faint whisper inside me saying that life and time is so important that we should take every opportunity to make our world much better, ourselves more sensitive to the needs of our fellow man and make our relationship with God more meaningful.
My memories here will definitely last forever, and will be with me as I brave the storm once again that this life of ours has to offer.
Xie Xie Qingdao!
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