Here you won't find the pages of a pedantic journal, praises to fantastic places or accounts of memorable encounters. This is a collection of stories, thoughts, images, and most of all odd stuff, even though to someone else it might actually look ordinary. To discern its bizarre side, in fact, special filters are needed: cynicism, fussiness, stubbornness, isolation, impudence, nosiness and nerdiness. All flaws that, in different measure, this semi-nomadic being has got embedded in his genes.
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Funny folks - Boracay, Philippines
Alright, you can't say we didn't warn you. Now it's not our problem anymore...
BOOM! There was a loud explosion somewhere in Boracay Main Road. I think the blast came from the top of the building in front of me. Some people scream, then they relax and someone even starts to giggle. I ask a lady who is standing beside me what that was about. She answers something that I can't quite understand. Run...done...bun...something of the sort. It doesn't make sense though, what does that mean? Hold on a second...no! It can't be. I ask again. She answers with calm, almost bored: "Someone shot a gun." What??? A GUN!!! And then she also starts laughing while she's talking about it with a storekeeper. This guys are fantastic. After all I should have already guessed that last year here.