The recent typhoon (it was Mitag, I think) had me stranded in Coron on Tuesday. No choice but to hang around, nothing to do but take pictures of downtown:
It was a refreshing forced break, though. Coron is a small community where everyone pretty much knows each other. It's the kind of place where motorbikes and tricycles rule the streets, where smiles are met with smiles, and where people still walk around on afternoons chatting up the neighbors. It's my kind of place.
Tuesday night found me at the Coron community centre hanging out with the members of Tribu Calamianes, a local Battle of the Bands champion group. The band is composed of a blind guitarist, a sculptor, an ex-choirboy vocalist, a Glock-wielding gun enthusiast, and an award-winning photographer. These folks drink as well as they sing. Hic. Damn good company.
And Al, you rock!
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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