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Saturday, August 29, 2015

Dirk With Some Cool Vehicles

Hello My Dear Great Ones,
While I don't profess a great knowledge and interest in vehicles, there were, much to my surprise, some transports this past summer that intrigued me.  Below are a sampling of a few:

This Oldsmobile from the early 70's is a fine example of what American cars once were, when the price of gasoline and steel was cheap, when American cars set the World standard for excellence.  Oh how the mighty have fallen.  These days it is all hail to German and Japanese cars, even the British have a few dandies. Hong Kong for example has seemingly more German, Japanese, and British luxury cars per capita than the countries they come from.  And the American cars?  An odd mid range Ford has been spotted here.  I think.  Yet this black beauty harkens back to an American era when their automobiles were kings of the road, when their size and opulence stated emphatically: "America is the greatest!   This vehicle makes me feel cool, kind of like batman cool.  American cars from the early 70's....sigh.... those were the days my friend.


Yeehaw! This old restored beauty, late 40's, brings us back to a time when good ole country boys hauled crates of homegrown vegetables and giant canisters of freshly squeezed milk to market in their brightly colored trucks. The truck would be bouncing along the country road at a leisurely 30 kms an hour, kicking up dust.  The good ole boy would be dressed in dirty overalls, chewing a stalk of hay, his three day stubble was not a fashion statement, but just a result of shaving neglect.  His boots would be caked with mud and the extrament of various farm animals penned up at the farm.  A large rifle would be hanging in the gun rack right along the back window.  Country singers would be wailing out of the radio and the good ole boy would be humming along as he steered with one hand and the other would be twirling the hay in his mouth.   This vehicle makes me feel bliss.  Sweet, comfortable bliss.


More than 700 000 of these tricycles vie for space and customers on Manila's streets.  They are like taxis, but more for short distances on side roads, and can be rented for a few pesos, a couple of cents really. Most of the time these tricycles are parked in long lineups waiting their turn to transport someone.  The drivers sit/play video games/sleep during these times.  How much these "taxi" drivers earn during a day is probably very minimal.  Yet, the tricycle adds to Manila's cultural charm. I wish that they were the main form of transportation in the city because the lack of a decent road system and too many cars makes traffic in Manila a 24/7 debacle, fiasco, disaster, constant gridlock/traffic jam....you get the picture.  Riding in these babies is an adventure.  You sit so low in them that  you are actually looking up at the pedestrians who constantly scurry across the road, risking their lives, in the midst of the traffic jam that is Manila.  How does this vehicle make me feel?  Cramped and painful.  They are not built with the tall Northern Germans  in mind.  Scared.  Careening around pedestrians and much larger and sturdier vehicles is nerve wracking.  Amused.  They are rather funny looking things and having me ride one is even more funny.  Whimsical.  So many good people are eking out a living driving these things.  Wish they had more opportunities to develop their talents.


This vehicle has great space for luggage in the back, but this ain't a family car no sirree.  Its for a young single guy wanting to flaunt a little spunk, humour, and impress the girls.  I can well imagine the young guy who drives this thing has long, stringy blond hair, wears big 80's style sunglasses, a big flowery hawaii shirt,  big loose shorts with a print of a palm tree on the rear and for footwear:  flip flops. What do I think when I see this vehicle: Beach boys, California, surfing, palm trees, plenty of beach.


Fiat gets it right with a practical small car with plenty of head room for those from Northern European stock.  The sound system is immense, like being at a disco, and with a retractable sun roof you can feel the air whistle over your scalp as you rock down the highway.  Space for skis, women's luggage, and men's sport equipment is surprisingly available in this understated beauty.  I know cause I filled this car with the stuff mentioned above plus two other adults.  No problem.  AnDDDDDD the final bit of good news is that its great on gas.  How does this car make me feel?  Practical, comfortable, with a touch of cool.  Did I mention the sound system is immense?


Finally check out my limo.  I actually think this vehicle is impractical, pretensious, and outright ridiculous for day to day living.  Yet, I admit if this thing is bullet and bomb proof, which it might very well be, it would be a valuable transport for some MVP like PM Harper or PE teacher Dirk Budwill.  Ha ha.   If I ever had the inclination to rent this ship for one day I would rent it for someone who did not have many days left on Earth, and have him/her transported in grand style to all the things that they wanted to do.  Like dinner at Humpty's restaurant.  Hmmm.  A great vehicle to make someone feel appreciated and valued.    


Have a great week everyone!

Love adios and ping on!

Dirk



Saturday, August 22, 2015

Sing Hallelujah to Lord


My Dear Great Ones,
Underneath this massive sign, located near Temple Street, a popular and touristy marketplace selling cheap goods, is a small alleyway.  Two ladies, homeless due to the crazy, exorbitant, Hong Kong housing rental rates, which they have no hope of paying, live under this sign in the alleyway. They have been there for almost two years with all their earthly possessions, or more accurately what is left of their possessions, since much of it was stolen, cluttered nearby.  Yet, despite their dire circumstances they always have smiles on their faces when Celia and I visit them about twice a month with the Fuk Lam church outreach.  This outreach along with a few other mission organizations provide, food, clothing, medicine, but most importantly friendship and Godly encouragement to these women, plus many others nearby, who are completely relying on God's grace to survive.  Last Tuesday Celia and I visited the ladies again with our friends from Fuk Lam.  This time not only did we bring food and encouragement but also a projector and a guitar. The projector projected the lyrics of worship songs at the the base of the wall where, "Jesus is Lord," is painted, and allowed the ladies and us to sing along with the minister of Fuk Lam.  How perfect was that?  While most of the lyrics were written in Chinese there was one English chorus which Celia and I sang out in gusto. "Sing Halleleujah to (the) Lord." Was great. Please pray for Fuk Lam church.  Their mission to bring Jesus to their neighbors is beautiful.



When no wall was available I was able to fill in.  


Worshipping with our neighbors.
A few curious onlookers.


Singing worship songs.  A great time for all.


God bless you all and have a great week!

Love adios and ping on!

Dirk






Saturday, August 15, 2015

A Taste of Manila

My Dear Great Ones,
Sometimes the unexpected trips are the best.  Despite suffering major jet lag from our travels in North America Celia and I decided to pop down to Manila, Philippines to visit Celia's family.  It was a wonderful time of encouragement, prayer, laughter, affirmation, and great conversations ranging over a multitude of topics. It was a sweet time. It was love ly.  



Manila must mean gridlock in Tagalog the native language of the Philippines.  If the city ever gets its metro system going and build several more roads and ban about a million cars it would be much easier to get around and breathe.  The funny looking vehicle above is called a Jeepney.  The Americans left a bunch of jeeps behind after ww2 and the Filipinos converted them into buses.


Manila has millions of little local kiosks selling anything and everything.  Here Celia is buying some bananas.  Pacquiao, a hero of the Philippines can be seen everywhere.  Here his image is being used as a wall for this little establishment.


Tricycles are everywhere and can be rented for a few pesos to get you around.  I don't recommend this for long distances since they are built for Asian size people.
Unfolding myself out of the tricycle.

Celia and I spent a few hours at a school that Celia's parents help start.  The school serves and supports kids from the slums of Manila who are so poor they don't have the funds to even use public transportation to get there.  It is a great ministry and the kids seem very happy at the school. 





I answered a few questions in a grade three class.  The first question was, "why are you so tall?"  I told them I  got so tall because I did my homework, listened and obeyed my teachers and parents, went to bed on time, and ate my veggies.  Ha ha.  If that was true then I should be 9 feet tall.




The incredible contrasts of Manila and other 3rd world cities.  Densely populated slums right next door to a...
...world class mall....
...in the depths of the slum.  Only a 100 meters away is a lavish 1st world mall...

...inside the mall.  It is beautiful and top class.  The extremes of poverty and wealth in Manila is hard to wrap one's head around. 


An hour south of Manila is the Taal volcano, the world's smallest active volcano.  It was beautiful there.


To view the Taal volcano we are at a place called the Skyranch which had amusements for kids who might be bored of the view.
With Celia's family the Rigodons.  Rigodon is the name of a spanish dance, but I am sure it means "great people" as well.



My princess being served by her brother Rob.


On the way back we saw kiosks with pineapples and bananas for sale.


Now on to some fun quirky stuff.  At a KFC restaurant you could get yourself photographed for a TV set that showed your picture and others every few seconds.  Amusing.  The signs below are amusing as well:



I am grateful for the chance to be with the Rigodons in their beautiful country.  It was a great experience.

Have a great week everyone.

Love adios and ping on!

Dirk


Tuesday, August 4, 2015

God's Creation



My Dear Great Ones,
One of the reasons I love to travel is to marvel at what God has created.  It never ceases to astound me.  While I am amazed at man made marvels as well, the experience I had at the Great Wall of China will never be forgotten.  It was a beautiful clear day when I arrived on the wall and I could see for miles (kilometers).  Yet, while there is no question the wall is impressive, it is no match, in terms of size and grandeur to the waves of magnificent mountains that it goes over.  In fact as the wall faded into the horizon it seemed hardly significant to what God has created.  This past July Celia and I saw God's creation in a variety of settings.  It indeed was a delight and privilege to see and be part of it. 

Redwoods, California



Reyes Point, California



Glacier Park, Montana




Nose Hill, Alberta


Sun Peaks, British Columbia



Okanagan, British Columbia


Alberta

Drumheller, Alberta

Cavendish, Prince Edward Island








Have a great week.

Love adios and ping on!

Dirk