My Bohol Experience

Searching for OJT…

    It has been a long time since I went to Bohol for my OJT, but I can recall almost all that happened within 2 months of stay there. It’s amazing considering that nowadays, I easily forget something. On the other hand, just like my other decisions in my life, this one isn’t different from the rest. I decided it by myself without asking my father, brothers, and relatives. I’m going to Bohol for my OJT. It’s final! Most of the important decisions or ways that I have taken was decided instantly, by my instinct. I guess this is me!

Trip to Bohol…

    It’s nice to have my OJT at the place where my family, where Cosmod originated. We all know Bohol has a lot of tourist attractions and destinations, like the famous Chocolate Hills, Loboc river, and paradise like beaches. It was my first time to go there and decided not to have a chaperon. Of course, it’s good to travel alone, it’s an adventure for me. I really enjoy travelling. I like the challenge posted on me when travelling and not knowing what’s right and wrong way. I just hope that I will be asking the right person.

Welcome to Bohol…

   I stayed for 19 days in Ingles St. at downtown Tagbilaran City. It was a bedspacer where I need to join 3 other people, who are total strangers to me.

Oh No! Bastard Onor! (hope you’ll read this)…

   One of them is a construction worker, who most of the time, drunk, named “Onor“. I won’t forget the name of this bastard that forces me not to sleep for a night. You know why? Because one night he went home very drunk and have an argument with his co-workers while they were drinking. Maybe because of his frustration that he couldn’t catch the guy to have his revenge. He turned his attention to me, while he was holding his “bolo“, he asked me, “‘kaw Tagalog, kensa ka? Dili ko ‘kaw kilala. Patyun ko ‘kaw.” . What the hell is wrong with this guy? What did I do? I have done nothing against him! Whole night, while he is awake I also didn’t go to sleep. I’m thinking that whatever happens, I can fight back! It was almost 5am when he fell asleep. That’s the time I was able to sleep. Thank God!

OMG! Oh My Guards…

    My other roommates are two security guards with service firearms. I wasn’t able to get their names. But they are nice compared to the construction worker.

A visit to Cortes… Land where my Lolo came from…

   After that incident starring “Onor“, Me and aunt Tess went to Cortes, Bohol. This is the place where my Lolo Vicente (“Lolo Ite”) and his brothers and sisters spent there childhood. We went to auntie Nene’s house and I met King Jun and Nole,  two of my cousins, and her husband, Uncle Iking. We also visited Lolo Pascual and went back to Tagbilaran City.

Transfer to Maria Clara…

    We arrived at Tagbilaran City and went to my Aunt’s boarding house at Maria Clara Street near University of Bohol. I asked Aunt Tess to allow me to stay there for two months because of the following reasons. First, because I want to be alone in a room. Second, I want to meet and know my relatives, who are staying there. Third, the office where I will be rendering my OJT is near from there. And the hidden reason is the “Onor Incident“.

OJT, work… work… work…

    I was the only non-Boholano OJT applicant. If I arrived late on the day I needed to report, I may end up searching for other options, because I was the last to be considered as their OJT.

    I was interviewed by the owner of auza.net and asked about wordpress. Wait what? What is wordpress? Is it like MS word? OMG! But of course I need to be honest and answered, “No, I don’t have any idea what wordpress is“. He told me to study how to use and to create plugins for wordpress, because I was in the software development team. At first, we were grouped into four, with 3 members each but because of lots of projects, each of us were assigned to work on certain projects. I was assigned to create a plugin for Boholradio.com. I don’t know if it was continued after my OJT. It’s a scheduling system where it will play recorded program on specified timeslots.

OJT, wordpress=workpress…

    Since I was a beginner of this software and they were using fedora linux, I really need to adjust as soon as possible. One of my problem was that I didn’t have computer at home so I needed to work at their office everyday. It was a 10-minute walk from my boarding house. I go to work at 9am and go home at 3pm. Great thing ’bout this job was that I wasn’t required to go to office as long as the task assigned will be accomplished. WordPress is really a complicated and sophisticated program that using plugins to extend its functionality. I felt like I’m going to “nosebleed” every time I’m coding my plugin.

Twitter…

    Oh I must not forget this. On my OJT at auza.net I created my twitter account. Social networking sites were not blocked there. Actually our Boss told us to create an account and follow him on twitter. At first, I don’t believe that twitter is gonna survive. But when I started using it, it’s really nice and helpful too. I followed the news, sports and known celebrities, for me to be updated of the latest happenings. Until now, I’m still using it to know the latest updates in the world of sports and news and current events.

Facebook…

    I always saw my co-OJT opening her FB account and I was curious about it. I asked her what are the nice features of FB compared to Friendster, where at that time is very popular in Samar. She said that there is a chat and recent updates from your friends. So, I created an account which until now, I’m still using it. Of course, I have a few friends then, because my friends that time didn’t have FB accounts. Hehe!

End of OJT…

    After 2 months of hard work in Auza.net. I decided to have some fun before going home. Actually, I have a week left before I my OJT ends, but because it is the last week of enrollment, I need to go home ASAP. Plus I need two days for my favorite part of going to Bohol, travel around Bohol Island and discover its beauty.

Strolling… Adventure… Nice Part of my stay…

    Chocolate Hills…

    Using my aunt’s motorcycle we went to Sagbayan park and Carmen Bohol to see the famous Chocolate Hills. At Sagbayan Park, there is a resort and it has man made statues for that adds beauty to the place. It is a great alternative if you don’t want to go to the crowded Carmen, Bohol. At Carmen, I saw the view that I’ve never seen before in pictures. Amazing! but I’m wondering, what if this infertile soil wasn’t formed like this? What if it’s just like the other ordinary mountains in Bohol that are also infertile?

    Tarsier Sanctuary…

    Of course I didn’t let myself not to see the one of the world’s smallest mammal, the Tarsier, by going to tarsier sanctuary at Loboc, Bohol. My only comment is that, it’s a sanctuary, right? But I only saw 5 tarsiers. Where are the others? Hope they’re okay.

    “Prony”, a 28-foot python snake…

    We went to Alburquerque, Bohol and saw “Prony”. Do you who or what “Prony” is? It’s a 28-foot python snake (the time I went there). It was a hair raiser experience for me. Just to see a 3-foot long snake crossing my path at the farm is quite a scary feeling how about to see almost 10 times larger than that?

    Old Church, Baclayon…

    We also visited Baclayon Church. A bridge caught my attention. It was featured at Imbestigador as one of the projects of our government that end up as a bust. We also watched boats with foreigners passes by the river.

    Panglao… No Dauis… Oh No?

   Our last stop for our 2-day stroll in Bohol was at Panglao Beach Resort, supposedly, but things went wrong because of lack of time and etc.. So, we decided to cancel it instead we went to Dauis which it didn’t give any good because the beach that my Aunt was talking about wasn’t found instead we end up at the newly built houses near the seashores.

Bye Bohol… See you next time…

    Huh, it’s quite a long story. Now it’s coming to the finale of my Bohol experience.

Dao Terminal… My bag is too big?

    After preparing all my things and “pasalubong” I went to Dao Terminal. My bag is too big to fit into the baggage area of the van. So I have no choice but to pay the seat that it will occupy for me to go home ASAP. It’s a 2-hour ride from Dao Terminal to Ubay.

Ubay… Byebye na…

    This is the my last stop in Bohol soil, Ubay Port. For travelers like me, here is a tip, from the place where I alighted, it’s too far to the port ticketing offices. So, it’s okay to ride a tricycle. I bought a ticket for PHP 220 to Bato, Leyte. Be ready if you ride a boat, because the waves were too strong that sometimes I felt like it’s tearing the boat apart. But, thank God we were safe.

Leyte Landing… Gen. McArthur ‘kaw Bato?

   At last it’s region 8. I feel like it’s near from home. At Bato, Leyte Port, it’s just a 50-80 meters walk to terminal of Vans/V-hire to Tacloban City. If I’m not mistaken it’s costs me less than PHP 200. A 4-hour ride of the van to Tacloban was really tiring, specially if you’re not in a comfortable position all ride long.

Arrival at Tacloban City…

    I contacted one of my sisters of my organization, Delta Epsilon, to wait for me at the terminal and help me with my baggage. I was pleased that she went there. We went to Bus Terminal. I was really hungry that time but the bus is about to leave, so she bought the food for me and eat my dinner at the bus. Thanks sis Jenny! Next time “Ililibre na kita!

Home sweet home…

    It’s a 2-hour ride from Tacloban City to Catbalogan City. I consider Catbalogan as my second home. But, this wasn’t my final destination. It took a 30-minute ride to arrive at our house at Tizon, Tarangnan, Samar, it’s around 11pm when I got home.

    This is the end of my Bohol Experience. But the memory still lasts and fresh in my memory. I’m hoping that there’s no reformatting. And if there is, I’m gonna go back there and reload another “Bohol Experience”

Thanks for reading!

jundy

R&D Supervisor && Traveller && Nature Lover

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