Expat in Bacolod is the name of this blog and this is a slightly tongue in cheek post. Some of you, not many, have commented that it’s not all about Bacolod and the Philippines. Correct!
It’s about an expat in Bacolod, me, and I happen to be a writer these days hence the sub-title under the title of the blog. I would dearly love to write every single post about Bacolod as it’s a wonderful place with wonderful people (the City of Smiles) and it’s the principal city of a beautiful island, Negros Island. I have said it before and here goes again, I love it here.
But look, I can’t write every single day about Bacolod because it’s where I now live. It’s an everyday occurrence to me. It would be akin to joining the Facebook posters who tell the world what they are eating 🙂 I do post when there is something interesting to say otherwise I am rather tied up with my other writing duties and promoting my new book. In any event, to those who are really keen to get a flavor of this locality why not read my book about Bacolod?
You can find it below. It’s called How to Drive Like an Idiot in Bacolod: An Expat’s Experiences of Driving in the Philippines and How to Survive.
Drive Idiot Book
Some of you have contacted me privately via email and I hope I have helped with your queries. Those people have come from all corners of the globe, the UK, US, Australia, Taiwan and Russia.
They all have one thing in common – they want to know more about Bacolod because they are thinking of settling here. Now Bacolod is a great place, make no mistake but it continues to frustrate the hell out of me at times.
That is my #1 tip to all those thinking of coming, get used to the differences rapidly or lose your hair. Even worse, you could stress so much you will have a heart attack. Chill when you get here and stay chilled.
Finally, BeinSports arrived here and I set my alarm for 3 am Saturday morning as it was 8 pm in the UK. Why? Chelsea vs Liverpool FC. Groggily, I staggered downstairs, turned to the channel – nothing, nada, zip! Save for a blank screen.
Back to bed, thinking I’ll watch the replay scheduled for 3 pm Saturday. Grogginess now a distant memory, I settled down to watch the replay.
The schedule said three pm but this is the Philippines! Get used to it Steve, I said to myself.
As for scheduled and unscheduled brownouts, that’s for another post. They frustrate me no end.
But, I do love it here 🙂
It’s different than the UK or the US, bit that’s not too surprising. It’s a different country, different culture. Hell, it’s even in Asia 🙂
I have gotten used to seeing men pee in the street and quails running around at will even in my suburban street. I like it all.
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