Yesterday, Feyma and I took the kids for a little outing, which turned into a wonderful experience. It was something different from anything I ever experienced in the States, something that you probably wouldn’t experience there, given the state of the American society.
It all started last weekend. I went up into the mountains overlooking Davao City with John Grant. John and I have been working on videotaping some “on location” seminar videos, which I will be offering for sale shortly. We have been trying to shoot the video in outdoor locations around Davao, which sort of “show off” the beauty of the City. I had visited an area in Langub, Davao City in the past, and always found it beautiful. It is up in the mountains, and even though it is within the City, it is very rural, it seems like you are a million miles away from the City.
While scouting for a good place to shoot video for the seminar, we came up on an area that was just in the midst of being developed. There were some small native cotages that had been built right on the edge of a cliff. Looking out behond the cliff you could see hundreds of coconut trees, mango trees, and just gorgeous valley scenes, basically ranging from Mt. Apo to Buda, on the border of Davao and Bukidnon. It was one of the most beautifullly scenic areas that I had seen in a long time.
Today, I felt like doing something with the kids, so I told Feyma that we should pack up the kids, some food for a picnic, and head up to Langub for a get away. Last week, when I went there with John Grant – although it was obvious that the place was owned by, and under development by somebody, there was not a soul in site. We enjoyed the place to ourselves, and figured that whoever owned it would not mind, especially since it was not fenced in or anything, and we really weren’t bothering anybody. If somebody showed up, we would just be friendly, and leave if they asked us to do so. Today, as we approached the area, we could see that there were people there. I told Feyma that we would just find another spot in the area where we could enjoy our lunch.
We drove slowly past the area, admiring the view and the scenery. As we passed by slowly, a man started running toward the road, and waving to us. We stopped, waved back and greeted the man. He told us that he and his family owned the area, and made small talk with us for a few minutes. At this point, he asked us if we would like to join him and his family for a while. Now, when was the last time you experienced something like this in the West? I mean, somebody that you don’t know chases you down and invites you to join him and his family? That just doesn’t happen in the West, at least in the USA.
We gladly accepted his invitation, drove into the area and parked our car. We went and sat in one of the native cottages with the man, Bobby and his wife, Mary. We talked about all kinds of subjects – everything from their kids to our kids, from building houses to the beautiful land that they had there in Langub. We really had a nice conversation with these people. We met two of their kids too, and they were so friendly and respectful too. When we decided that it was time to go, our new friends invited us to just let them know anytime that we wanted to use their property! We told them that we would like to get together for lunch sometime soon, maybe a trip to Samal, and they were very thankful for the offer.
It’s nice to have encounters like this. It makes you feel “part of the place” not just another guy on the street. I enjoy living in a society where we can take the time to know others, learn about them, and gain new friendships. That is something that is not common where I come from anymore, although I think it was many years ago.
Nice to meet you, Bobby & Mary. I hope to see you again soon!