LIFE IN THE PROVINCE OF MINDANAO PHILIPPINES | ISLAND LIFE

Good day friends!
If you like our videos and want to support our channel you may send us a SUPERTHANKS or donate to our accounts
PayPal: islandlife1221 (Darlene Bumacod)
Gcash: 09123132322 (Boris Kuznetsov)
Thank you so much for watching!


Today we have a new adventure ahead of us. We are moving from Samal Island to Mindanao Island.
The stuff stacked in Ben's little truck is our whole life! Our suitcases, household items, and mattresses move with us.
As we left Samal Island, Boria wondered if we had made the right decision. He had dreamed about this island for so long. He even moved us here.
What could possibly go wrong, though? We would still be living in the same region. We hope the people there are the same as they are here.
And now we welcome you to our new place, Maco. A humble municipality in the province of Davao de Oro. The name Maco comes from the word Mamacao or Maraco, which means big tree.
Like in Samal, the nature here is breathtaking. Coconuts and bananas grow in abundance here.
Our house is close to the highway, so it will be more convenient to drive into town.
Besides crocheting and gardening, I also love to sew. I love collecting hobbies, and that's great. I am a homebody, doesn't like to go to parties or gossip with the neighbors.
Our fence looks intimidating. Its top is covered with shards of broken glass. This is very common in the Philippines. Hardly anyone wants to climb over a fence like that.
Husband and I decided to walk around the neighborhood.
There is an elementary school, high school, and college not far from the house. It's very convenient if you have kids.
In the Philippines, children spend all day in school. Their classes don't end until 4:00 in the afternoon. And then a whole swarm of kids disperse and go home.
Boria and I explore the small roads near home. It's so quiet here, not so many cars. Even the kids aren't afraid to play basketball in the road.
I think the locals love balut, like me. There are over 10 stalls in this place that sell only balut. I am so happy.
There is a market near where they sell balut. We decided to stop by.
We bought some vegetables and some fish.
We put it in a little ice box at home and cook it tomorrow.
The next day I cleaned the fish. I will cook half the fish now and we'll dry the other half in the sun. We don't have a refrigerator yet, so we have to get creative to preserve the food.
One of our neighbors sells vegetables and some fruit. That's good news. Now we don't have to go to the market every day.
I am more interested in playing with their kitty.
We bought a bunch of bananas for 45 pesos and headed home.
After Mom had rested for a few days, we took her for a little walk. We're just walking down a country road. Half of the road is cemented and the other half is waiting to happen. It's amazing, here in the Philippines even in remote villages in the middle of the jungle it's not uncommon to have quality concrete roads.
We decided to turn off the road and see the river, which must be somewhere nearby.
This unusual plant is called an aucuba. Its leaves look like they are sprinkled with yellow paint. It is said that it can attract money and success, so it is also called the golden tree.
The further we walk, the dirtier the road becomes. After tropical downpours, some parts of the road are too muddy to be paved with concrete.
We come to a small village. These are the kind of bamboo houses Filipinos live in here, raising roosters and harvesting coconuts.
The locals suggested that we climb to the top of their village. The view from here is beautiful.
There are coconut, banana and corn plantations. The people here live a simple life. The children are laughing and we are happy that our presence makes them happy.
We hurried home because it was about to start raining. We got lucky. A man on a motorcycle stopped and offered our mom a ride. She was tired from walking and was glad for his help.
As soon as we got home, it started pouring.

After the rain we had another problem. The water main broke because of the strong water pressure. It turned out that to shut off the water we had to go behind the post office. There is a tap by the road that can shut off the water supply to the house.
Louie also cemented the bottom of the stairs to make us more comfortable. To thank him, Boria and I brought him the jelly I had made. He gave us a tour of his grandparents' house. This house is old, and termites eat away at the wood floors without mercy.
In the evening, the water broke again. Boria noticed that the plastic pipes here are not soldered, but joined with glue or crimped fittings.
Sometimes the fear of change can rob us of having something better. The few days in this house were very chaotic for us. Nevertheless, it was a wonderful experience.
And we are looking forward to more amazing adventures.