Most people go to Coron and do the typical island hopping tourist things. What people don’t usually get to experience is the beauty in the simplicity of life people have here. And that’s too bad. Drive 20 kilometres out of the town of Coron and you’ll be in a place of rolling hills and jungle, nipa huts and farmers fields, of scraggly dogs and chickens crossing the road. You’ll hear roosters and barking dogs and the occasional buzzing of a motorbike or tricycle.
This is life as it used to be. I won’t gloss over it. It’s not an easy life but I sense people are happy.
Our friend Captain Lolong has been showing us some properties. With him and his wife and his son as our driver he’s shown us a spot in the hills, a beautiful island property and now some farmland. He surprises us with each property we see. He opens our eyes to possibilities we never thought of.
We met “the Captain” 2-½ years ago when we first visited Palawan and ever since then we’ve had a special connection with him. He’s not unlike “the Chef.” They’re both quiet (for those who know “the Chef” he can be very quiet) and unassuming and stoic in their demeanour. They share some sort of unspoken bond. His wife is a very joyful person and even though our communication is limited by my small understanding of Tagalog I feel we also have a connection.
The house on the farm property is typical of rural life. It’s a simple, rustic house with a couple of rooms, a simple kitchen, and outside ‘dirty’ kitchen and outdoor ‘CR’ (it’s what they call the washroom here in the Philippines). They grow bananas, pineapple, mango, jackfruit, papaya and a myriad of other fruits and vegetables.
The owner’s wife, “the Captain’s” wife and I take a hike around the property boundary. As we reach the back portion I stop and scan the land. I feel like I belong here. How can I possibly convey the emotion, the feeling of quiet happiness that comes from deep inside when living life in the moment without any outside distractions? For those who have felt it you’ll understand.