Day 36 Super Typhoon Yolanda – Odd Encounters in Seawall
It’s already the 13th of December, perilously close to Christmas. I was thinking that since it is so close, I […]
Super Typhoon Yolanda
Day 35 Super Typhoon Yolanda – Bike Ride and Taking Photos
12:30 p.m.The day began with another flurry of text messages. People here seem to have a routine of greeting the
Day 34 Super Typhoon Yolanda – Getting Sick, Bike Ride to the Bus Station
Yesterday included another walk to the harbor to check on the navy ship. Marie, my main contact, was at the
Day 33 Super Typhoon Yolanda – Hospitality Prisoner
An unusual day yesterday. A somewhat stressful one. It started out with a walk from the pension house to Mark’s
Day 32 Super Typhoon Yolanda – Watching Bad Movies
Yes, I’m still in Tacloban. I checked on the navy ship – LC 551 – yesterday, and it was still
Day 29 Super Typhoon Yolanda
A knock came on my door in the evening a couple of nights ago. It was Dan. He had gotten
Day 28 Super Typhoon Yolanda
It hardly seems appropriate to write “Day 28 Typhoon Yolanda.” The typhoon feels long in the past. It’s still affecting
Days 26 & 27 Super Typhoon Yolanda
The term “squatters” almost never came up before the typhoon. But in these post-typhoon days, I hear it all the
“Want to see dead bodies?” Day 25 Super Typhoon Yolanda
“Want to see dead bodies?” I hear this question a lot as I walk around Tacloban. You’d think that nearly
Day Twenty-Three – Typhoon Yolanda
It’s hard to believe that it has been 24 days since super typhoon Yolanda struck. The streets outside my pension