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Riding the Roads in the Philippines

AlanJohn
2004-08-10 15:16:43

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I was riding a mountain bike - with a sidecar, around Laguna, then on to Marinduque Island in the Philippines. An experience like this in a country where cycle touring is almost unheard of is always an adventure. Travelling this way also gets you closer to the people and the culture, and that is your reward for the hardships and frustrations you may endure during your tour.

I struggled wearily through the afternoon heat, looking for somewhere to camp. By 3:30pm I felt I couldn't continue much further on my first day in the saddle. I was near Pangil and quite exhausted, burning from the ferocious heat. I pulled to the side of the road to wet my parched mouth using the liquid I carried in my drink bottle mounted on the bicycle. I stood leaning on the saddle of my bike trying to summon more strength. A few children gathered as if by magic. They so often do this magical appearance, as if pulled out of a conjurer's hat. Two young ladies soon followed the children; their mothers. I had swathed around my neck with a towel to prevent me burning further; I must have looked quite a sight. Certainly not a pretty one! The children came nearer, curiosity written all over their bright shining faces. Seeing I was harmless and fairly friendly, the mums came for a closer look too. They could speak English quite well. Even in this remote place people can communicate in English. I was ashamed for knowing no Tagalog. I told them I was from England as most Filipinos assume I'm from the USA.

Their names were Arlene and Amy. Seeing I was so tired they invited me to stay in their community. Amy's husband Terry was a kindly man. He showed me where to park my bike under cover, and invited me to stay in his home. I explained I had my tent, not wishing to impose on their generosity. I was surrounded by children all the time. Arlene and Amy had ten children between them. They all ...