Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. -- Mark Twain
(RIP Lolo Marcelo, He was 105 years old)
On our tour of Chavayan in Sabtang Island, Batanes we had a pit stop in the house of Lolo Marcelo Hostallero, who at 104 years old is still a strong, able bodied man. He is quite a local celebrity as everyone who goes on a tour has to stop by Lolo Marcelo's abode and do a meet and greet with the jolly centenarian.
I don't know if I will reach Lolo Marcelo's age or even half of it but I do hope that I will be like him when I am old and gray. I don't want to be like those old folks who suffer dementia and do not remember the people around them.
When we had a refreshing drink of buko (coconut) juice courtesy of Lolo Marcelo's daughter, Nanay Tiding, there was a joke that the buko juice was the secret to his long life. Gay Backpacker (that's her beside Lolo Marcelo) and I quipped that we were just aiming to reach at least 80 years so if it would take a lot of buko juice to reach a hundred then we would just think about it. You do know what buko juice does to the body right? I don't want to spend the remaining years of my life urinating every waking hour. The offer is good but I think I'll pass.
Kidding aside, it was our privilege to meet you Lolo Marcelo. Thank you very much and if I do become old I wanna be just like you, with or without buko juice.
This is The Wandering Lion signing off (just in cyberspace).