Country mouse, city mouse

“Well, I’m back.” — Samwise Gamgee, after seeing off Frodo, Bilbo and the elves to the Grey Havens

The neighbors’ house as seen from our porch. This is what I miss about home — the greenery! I’m surrounded by greenery in Singapore as well, but it’s different at home because it isn’t… tamed. Shrubs and plants and trees are allowed to grow where they must.

Was trawling through my phone’s camera roll, and found myself smiling at some of the pictures of my Christmas break at home. I didn’t really take a lot of photos because well, vegging out to me means forgetting about the world outside for awhile, disengaging and just letting provincial life take over…


…like vegging out. This is the window next to the daybed in the living room where I end up with a book, at some point almost everyday.


…like pigging out on fried catfish that were just caught an hour ago

…like a nerve-wracking tricycle ride through a major highway, with big trucks and buses honking their horns as they pass our puny excuse for a vehicle. (For readers of this blog who don’t know what a tricycle is, it’s basically a motorcycle and a sidecar. For covering, the driver attached a beach umbrella. Fancy!)


Provincial highway taken from a tricycle going really fast as buses and trucks full of logs and produce whiz by

We were in the tricycle because we were on our way to visit an acquaintance of my mom’s who lived in one of the city government’s housing projects for the disabled. That afternoon, we’ve been wandering around for about an hour because the directions to her house were sparse at best:

[translated from Cebuano]
“Go down the highway, turn at the little alley near the barangay hall. Our houses are the colorful ones. You can’t miss them!” That’s provincial directions for you!


I did make it downtown to the city a few times. Davao City has a dual personality. In many ways it’s an incredibly forward-thinking, modern metropolis that could rival Manila even, in terms of amenities and quality of life, and yet in a lot of ways, it’s able to retain its old-timey charm.

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My name is Terrie. I write for a living and blog for pleasure. Some days, I get up in the morning and know precisely what kind of day it is. At other times, I get knocked over for a loop. People seem to like confiding in me. When I was younger, I thought I knew everything and can tell you what you need to do if you ask me. Now that I'm older, I realize I don't know anything. That's been my motivation for the blog and for writing. To figure out the unknown and unknowable.

6 thoughts on “Country mouse, city mouse”

    1. OMG, the catffish was super yummy! This is how “fast food” probinsya style works: My nephew calls up the catfish “ihawan” to place an order. We pick it up an hour later, haha!

      And yes, the tricycle ride was cray-cray! It wasn’t even a covered tricycle like the ones in QC! These were like the ones that they put on bike sidecars in subdivisions — but with beach umbrellas, hahaha! I should have taken a picture. Next time. 😀


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