Each city or village celebrates the day
of his Patron saint. For Zamboanguita that was May 15 and nicely
coincided with Annelies' birthday. Festivities already start a week
before the actual date. Motorbike races, elections of miss
Zamboanguita (the winner gets an astonishing 20.000 pesos), extra
cockfights, boat races, disco and lechon parties are all part of the
festivities. I'll elaborate on the nicest activities.
We visited the boat races on Saturday.
There were two competitions, one for the fisherman boats, which had
to peddle a full round (some 600 meters) and the race competition. 10
guys had boats they made themselves from marine plywood and metal
outriggers with nice aerodynamics and a small engine. They had to
race against one other competitor for two rounds. It looked a bit
like a formula one race with nice maneuvers. Unfortunately, both in
the semifinal and the final one of the boats gave up prematurely
because either the outrigger broke, or the engine stalled. Look for
some pictures on the facebook page of Annelies. The races were
originally created because everybody has a hangover after the big
party on May 15. People go to the beach anyway to have a swim to get
rid of their hangover, so the municipality came up with some nice
entertainment. Apparently the same guy wins each year, but because
his engine stalled in the final somebody else won. The public
demanded a second race and indeed, if his engine would have
functioned he would have won easily.
We were invited for three lechon
parties in two days. A wedding lunch, the birthday of the mayor and
an invitation of a good friend of a friend. When Filipinos throw a
party it includes food, and a lot of it. Prime dish is the lechon, or
roasted piglet. A whole piglet gets roasted over a fire and they
stuff some herbs in its belly. The result looks like some medieval
painting, only missing the apple in the pigs' mouth. Prime parts (for
Filipino's, not for most foreigners) are the ears, eyes and nose.
They make a sauce from part of the blood and finely chopped organs
(yummie). The pig is served on a wooden dish in the shape if a pig
and two big carving knifes so you cut a part of meat of your choice
with some crisp skin. The taste is pretty good (of the normal meat
part), but after three lechons it is time for some vegetables again.
Vegetables are not part of a special meal, you just have the choice
between 5-7 different meat dishes and accompanied with rice of
course. We got instructed that with parties it is very normal that if
you are not a close friend of the birthday boy, you eat the food and
then go again. The richer people are, the more people they invite.
After two hours everybody has eaten (you're only supposed to stay for
about an hour) and you continue the party only with family and close
friends.
The wedding lunch was also nice because
it gave us a peak into Filipino wedding customs. Everybody marries in
church (that makes sense, the whole country is devotedly catholic),
but very few people have enough money to rent the whole church for
the service. So you marry with more couples at the same time. In this
case mass started at 7 in the morning, so 16 couples could be married
before various wedding lunches started. Tony, our Coastal Resource
manager and close friend explained that when he married there were an
additional 52 couples. He was last in the alphabet, so by the time he
had to tell his vows he had already hard them 52 times and so it was
easy to remember for him what to say.
We were only invited for the lunch
since we didn't even know the bride, we had met the father a couple
of times though. He used to be a sailor and had even been in the port
of Rotterdam.
We visited one of the disco parties on
Thursday evening. That was not really a success, they had a huge
music installation and light show on the main square, but the square
was so big that even with 300 people on the dance floor it seemed
half empty. The DJ had a different opinion about good music than us,
so we kept it at one party.
The municipality with the nicest Patron
saint is the neighboring municipality of Siaton were we often dive.
Their Saints day is on December 6 and is
also known in the Netherlands as Sinterklaas!