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Back Behind the Wheel – Briefly.

08 Mar 2010 | By Iris

I never got to blog about this then, but a few weeks back, I finally managed to get my driver’s license renewed. The whole exercise was a lot like pulling teeth, but I’m not going to complain as the whole thing was largely my fault.

My driver’s license expired in 2007. Back then, I didn’t have a car anymore, so I just put the whole thing on the back burner. Then I moved to Thailand and lost the expired card somewhere. When I moved back home, mum arranged for an Affidavit of Loss so I can get it sorted out, but I kept putting it off and putting it off. By the time I got around to it a few weeks ago, it has already been expired for over 2 years. And this means that LTO now had every right to make my life a living hell.

I practically had to start from scratch, sans the student’s permit and driving lessons. The worst part had to be the drug test. I’ve always hated public bathrooms, and having to use a horrible, smelly one in the dingiest LTO-accredited drug testing center imaginable to pee in a cup AND then personally transfer the contents in a teeny tiny bottle was absolute torture. Thank all the stars that the whole process didn’t last too long, so I was in and out and done with the medical hoopla within minutes. Really, that drug testing center/medical clinic was like a well-oiled machine. Why, they can even process car insurance while you wait!

The rest of the steps weren’t as horrible, thank heavens, but they were still unbelievably exhausting. I had to travel all the way to the main LTO office downtown - which is quite a long way away from where I live now, mind you - several times every day for nearly a week. I had to sit through a very boring lecture in a very stuffy room, take a written exam that I (naturally) aced, and a driving test.

I have to admit, I was very nervous about the driving part. Although I drove my own car for nearly 4 years, I have not driven at all in nearly 6, so I was absolutely terrified. We also had to supply our own vehicle, and since I didn’t have one, I had to borrow a car from one of my mum’s friends. Good thing she agreed - after all, not a lot of people would lend an unlicensed driver who hasn’t so much as driven a wagon in 6 years their car.

Well, as it turns out, my (and I imagine, her) fears were unfounded. The moment I got behind the wheel, it really was a lot like finding a long lost friend. I never realized how much I missed the freedom of driving. Even The Husband, who was always so skeptical about my driving skills, was thoroughly impressed. Tee hee.

It was a relief that the car was a stick (manual transmission), actually. I learned on a stick and drove a stick. I was once forced to drive an automatic once, and I hated every minute of it. There was just no . . . artistry to it. I guess my examiner saw that I’ve been driving for a while because he just asked me to parallel park and that was it. The other examinees took half the freakin’ morning. After that, I just had to take a quick trip to LTO one last time, and I got my driver’s license card within minutes.

I must say, I was very impressed with the new LTO, even after all the crap that I had to go through. If my license wasn’t expired for over 2 years, I would’ve been in and out of the LTO office (with the proper driver’s license card, mind you, and none of those shitty temporary receipt things) in about an hour. The Husband got his student’s permit (he had to start over because he lost his UK license) in 10 minutes. Truly, the things that government offices can do when they decide to join the rest of us in the Information Age never cease to amaze me.

Category: Filipinoism, Me Likey! One Comment

Romancing Rome

08 Nov 2009 | By Iris

I'm depressed. I am now down to my last two Masters of Rome books, and though they're both thick enough to keep me occupied for the next couple of months, it still makes me sad knowing that in approximately 700 pages or so, my beloved Caesar will be dead. That, and knowing that there will be no more books forthcoming in the series now that Colleen McCullough is losing her eyesight to macular degeneration.

Anybody who's been reading my blog would probably know by now that I'm completely obsessed with Julius Caesar and all things Roman. I can say with all honesty that Ancient Rome is definitely one of my life's greatest passions, even if it's one that I only found less than a year ago.

So in my current despondent state, I find myself wondering what my life would've been like if the whole Roman thing was something that I've been into since childhood. Would I have chosen to become a Roman historian? Would I have taken an online teaching degree with a major in Roman History? Would I have pursued it, even if it seemed too impractical and useless for one living in the Philippines? Would I be writing in Latin right now, maybe even annotating Caesar's Commentaries myself, rather than ordering an English-translated one from Amazon?

Yes, how's that for an alternate universe? The thought of myself leading a scholarly existence is strangely interesting, if not a tad disconcerting.

So will my Roman obsession end with the death of my beloved Caesar, the end of the Roman Republic, and the last of Colleen McCullough's books? Definitely not! There are more books to read, more stories to enjoy, and more great Romans to get to know and love. And no, I - or anyone else, for that matter - don't need an online degree for that.

Indeed, my Roman romance is far from over. And that thought, at least, cheers me up somewhat.

Category: Filipinoism, Me Likey!, Perspectives, Worker Bee Tags: Amazon, Colleen McCullough, Julius Caesar, macular degeneration, online degree, online teaching degree, Roman historian, Rome, the Philippines One Comment

The Philippine Bureau of Immigration: Hell on Earth

16 Oct 2009 | By Iris

A week ago, we got confirmation that The Husband's non-immigrant visa was finally approved by the Bureau of Immigration after nearly 3 months of waiting (they told us it'll be done in 60 days). This meant that he could stay for a year, free and clear, instead of having to extend his tourist visa every 2 months.

So off we went to Immigration Wednesday afternoon to have it implemented. All was well and good for a while - until we were told that we needed to pay for his overstay.

Now, when we applied for the new visa, we had to go through an interview with a Department of Justice fiscal, whose sole purpose was to assess if our marriage was not out of convenience. Naturally, we passed his scrutiny with flying colors - but that's beside the point. I asked him as we were concluding the interview if we needed to extend The Husband's current tourist visa while we waited for approval, and he said we didn't have to because we already had an application for another visa on the system (or something to that effect). We thought that was the end of it.

Anyway, as I said, we were told to pay for overstay. I explained the situation, and they simply shrugged it off as misinformation. So I looked at the chart that showed the immigration fees, and I figured, P500 a month isn't so bad. I didn't want to argue, so I told The Husband we'll just pay and get it over with. After all, a nearly 3-month overstay would only cost about P1500, right?

How wrong I was! Horror of all horrors, we were slapped with a P6000-something bill for the two missed visa extensions (that we were advised was unnecessary in the first place) ON TOP of the P1500 overstay! Again, we stated our case to someone who had the looks of someone more senior, who (predictably) shrugged it off like everyone else.

The Husband was ready to blow, I could tell, but I managed to calm him down. I knew that this being the Philippines, it's never a good idea to piss off those who wield what little bit of power they have like it's the freaking Excalibur.

Anyhow, we paid up, and were again slapped with another P8000 bill to implement the new non-immigrant visa and the ACR-I card. We were already expecting this, however, so we paid up without a peep. Still, it hurt.

But it didn't end there. They required a ton of paperwork, and each sheet of paper needed a gazillion copies - copies that they don't do themselves, I might add. I had to take frequent trips to the photocopiers outside the Immigration office and pay for the copies (and the folders and brown envelopes that they required at the very last minute) myself. For this visit alone, I spent nearly P200 on photocopies. Considering the exorbitant fees that they charge, you'd think that they could at least spring for photocopies.

So with our fees paid and enough paperwork to make the tree-lover in me cringe, we marched upstairs to get his ACR-I card sorted out. After The Husband was fingerprinted and had his photograph taken, we were told the card will be ready in two to three months. Again, considering the price and the effort we invested on this, you'd think they could get it ready quicker than that. Hell, we all KNOW it can be done quicker than that, but they're too busy dilly-dallying. But hey, who are we to complain, right?

While we waited for them to do their thing, I asked the lady what the ACR-I card was for. She told me it would allow The Husband to go straight to the airport if we took a trip outside of the country, as opposed to having to go the Immigration office two weeks in advance to get an exit clearance. Naturally, my interest was piqued, what with our planned Hongkong trip in November. I pressed for more information, and found out that we had to pay a further P3000 for the said exit clearance! Oh. My. God. Do the fees ever stop in this place?

Well, apparently not. As we were getting ready to leave, we were asked for a further P200 as notarial fee! And that, my dear friends, was the proverbial icing on the cake.

We went home drained. We went home exhausted. We went home with a feeling that we've been violated somehow. I think it's the same kind of feeling that rape and robbery victims must have after the fact. I wanted to cry, but couldn't. Hell, it even felt like I suddenly lost a ton of weight in the most unhealthy way imaginable without the aid of weight loss pills! It was, hands down, one of the most unpleasant things that have ever happened to me and The Husband ever.

And so we were left with a ruined budget days before we're scheduled to get paid again. Not only that, the Hongkong trip that we've been so terribly excited about will have to be postponed until January or so when that stupid ACR-I card manifests itself all because there is absolutely NO WAY that they're going get another centavo off us for an exit clearance that we shouldn't even have to pay for, if they could just move their lazy asses and do their jobs quicker.

I'm sorry, but if the idiots at Immigration (or any other government office, for that matter - not to mention the politicians in office) are any indication, it hurts me to have to say that the Philippines will never have a chance to amount to anything other than a Third World country whose biggest claim to fame is in being one of the most corrupt countries in the world. And as a Filipina who truly takes pride in the good things this country can offer, that makes me one very sad camper.

Category: Filipinoism, Married Woman, Waterworks Tags: BenQ DC P500 Digital Camera, Bureau of Immigration, Clarion N.I.C.E. P200 Car GPS Receiver, Department of Justice, Hongkong, Nikon COOLPIX P6000 Digital Camera, P3000, the Philippines 6 Comments

The Philippines Needs YOUR Help

30 Sep 2009 | By Iris

Unless you've been living under a rock for the few days, you've probably heard that my poor and rather destitute country has been made even poorer and more destitute by the latest - and possibly the meanest - of all typhoons over the weekend.

Imagine this - a month's worth of rain fell in approximately 6 hours, all thanks to Typhoon Ondoy (Ketsana), which is now wreaking havoc somewhere in Cambodia. That's a hell of a lot of water. As of today, 4 days hence, much of the province of Rizal and some areas in Manila are still underwater.

I'm going to take a break from writing about Macbooks and weight loss supplements and my usual nonsense to join the throngs of Filipinos all over the globe appealing for help on behalf of those who lost their loved ones and homes. Please, please, PLEASE help out in any way that you can. Used clothing and other dry goods are welcome, but as of this afternoon, I heard that the Philippine Red Cross in Rizal is running out of food, so non-perishables are of the utmost importance right now.

I know every other province in the country has several donation drives going on, so please take the time to find out what's going on in your area. Cebu City has several drop-off points for donations, and you can find the full list here.

Cash, which I strongly encourage, can be donated through various agencies:

1. ABS-CBN through Banco de Oro. Account Number: 56300-20111 Account Name: ABS-CBN Foundation Incorporation
2. The Philippine Red Cross through your trusty cellphone load. Just text: RED 5/25/50/100/300 to 2899 (Globe) or 4483 (Smart)
3. TXTPower.org. SmartMoney: 5577514418667103 GCash: 09179751092
4. Worldvision Foundation accepts dollar donations through BPI. USD Account Number: 4254-0050-08 Account Name: Worldvision Foundation

For those out of the country, you can still send help in many ways. I'm thinking the easiest - not to mention quickest - way you can help would be through Paypal. TXTPower.org is accepting donations through Paypal right HERE.

I believe there are are hundreds of other ways to donate, so there's absolutely no excuse not to help out. With another typhoon coming hard on Ondoy's heels (tonight, to be exact), this country needs all the help it can get.

Category: Filipinoism Tags: Cambodia, Cebu City, food, Manila, Philippine Red Cross, Rizal, Typhoon Ondoy, Worldvision Foundation 2 Comments

Carpe Diem!

19 Aug 2009 | By Iris

We've seized the day, The Husband and I. We've decided to do something that was just a tiny presence between our long-term plans and complete wishful thinking. We've decided to buy a house.

It all started when I was leafing through paperwork that my aunt gave me. She's one of Filinvest's managers, you see, and we got together over lechon at CnT last Friday to discuss a possible online campaign that my sister and I were planning to put together for her.

As I looked through the gorgeous homes and the price lists, I realized that we can actually afford it, especially since the income coming from one of my projects substantially increased over the past week or so for the long term. The next day found myself, The Husband, and the entire family on a tour through the various Filinvest projects, and we fell in love with the Cypress houses they were offering at Corona del Mar in Talisay. We did some serious number-crunching on the spot, and had a lot reserved for Mr. and Mrs. Young. As of this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Young are going through mountains of paperwork.

From what I've seen of it so far, Corona del Mar looks like fantastic neighborhood. The houses and their yards were spotless, the streets even more so. There were no stray dogs doing their thing everywhere, and the people kept themselves to themselves. The entrances were also properly guarded, so we're not likely to ever encounter grubby people with small brains and an inclination to pee on walls and trees and gutters. And we all know what this means: The Husband and I might actually enjoy some peace and quiet and neighborly harmony for a change, which means that I no longer have to be scared to death of shady characters lying in wait to rough him up on his way home from work. (This also means that my poor, poor heart won't need a Philips AED anytime soon, no sir-ee!)

The house itself is a Spanish-Mediterranean beauty with 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a dining hall, a kitchen, 2 living rooms, an open garage, a balcony, and a HUGE roofdeck. We plan to turn one of the bedrooms into a little study and library for myself and the upstairs living room into The Husband's home cinema room. I also plan to host barbecue parties aplenty, both on the balcony and the roofdeck. Both spaces are so big, it can comfortably fit about 50 or so people, I believe.

We're actually quite lucky that we managed to snag a slot in the new Escala phase of Corona del Mar (it's a huge project with several phases) because we're within walking distance of the pretty clubhouse, fabulous infinity pool, and - drumroll, please - the beach! It really does feel like being in some sort of resort settlement. But then again, that's what it probably is!

Truth be told, the beach isn't that much, this being Talisay and all. We've been told, however, that there's a rehabilitation and clean-up program going on in that stretch of beach, sponsored by both Filinvest and the Talisay government. It'll never be excellent for swimming, but the pool is awesome enough AND they're supposed to be planting mangroves, so that'll be really great for wildlife - something both The Husband and myself are very passionate about. Why, he's already even told them that he'll be happy to volunteer in the effort! Isn't that sweet?

We don't have upwards of P4M to throw around, so it'll probably be a couple of years or so before we can move in. Not only that, we'll both have to do some serious lifestyle cutbacks because the payments are pretty steep. But then, we don't go crazy on expenses anyway (we ride jeepneys, for crying out loud!), so it's not that big a transition.

It's a wonderful, heady feeling, knowing that you're buying a home before you're thirty. Admittedly, I do feel a slight twinge of fear from time to time. It's a huge investment, after all, and the life of an online writer/freelancer/outsourcer isn't always the most secure. But more than that, I'm excited and giddy and feeling very positive about the whole thing. Most of all, I have faith that we can both see this through until the last drop of red paint in the master bedroom is finally dry. And yes, one can never go wrong with faith.