One thing that is kind of fun in the Philippines is that you see all kinds of people. I mean, you see day to day folks, and sometimes you see folks that are a little different than normal. I remember one time, about 2 years ago, I was going to Victoria Plaza Mall, which is not far from my house. I was driving, and I came to a place where I had to stop for traffic. After I stopped, a lady started crossing the street, right in front of my car. I know that this is going to sound unbelievable, but the lady was topless! Actually, all she was wearing was a loin cloth. I have never even heard of natives that dress like this in the Philippines, yet there she was right in front of me! I was shocked. I felt like I was in the middle of Africa somewhere. I’m always tempted to go back and see if any other topless tribal women pass through the area, but so far I have avoided the temptation! 😀 It’s a memory that remains with me, though, just because it was so unusual.
Well, the other day, I had a similar experience, although a little more tamed. I was with Feyma and my Mom, while she was still here, and we parked the car and started walking to our destination, then suddenly, a motorcycle pulled up. Riding on the back was a guy in a tribal outfit. If there is some kind of festival or something going on, you see lots of people dressed up in these kinds of outfits, so it’s really not a big deal. I had my camera-phone with me, so I decided that maybe I should get a photo of the guy. I started talking with the man who was with him, and it turned out that this gentleman was a genuine tribal chief, or “Datu” from a Mountain tribe up on Bukidnon somewhere. I never did get the story of why he was in Davao, although I did speak with the Datu for a few minutes. He was a very jovial guy, and he only spoke Bisaya. Maybe he spoke some tribal language too, I am not sure, but I know that Bisaya was the only language the two of us could converse in. Of course, my Bisaya is pretty limited, so our conversation was at a rather elementary level.
After we talked for a few minutes, the Datu gave me permission to shoot a photo, which you see here. I headed my way, and the motorcycle took off. It was an interesting encounter, which I enjoyed. I wish the Datu well.
Going back to the other incident for a second, does anybody know of any tribes where the women only wear a loin cloth? Because, I swear that I did see that lady, although I still know of no such tribes in the Davao area. It would be interesting to learn more about that!