Finding Home, Laughter, & This Great Freak- Savedra Dive Center, Moalboal, Cebu, Philippines
I miss Lee. No, not the pretty one. That ugly guy. Yeah, that one. I would never say that to his face (the part about missing him, I mean; the part about him being ugly I said to him ALL THE TIME). I would never admit that I miss him to his face cuz admitting affection which would drastically limit my ability to cut him down at every potential given moment, and it is in there mere potential that the power lies. Yes, admitting how much I adore the crazy bald guy would be putting me in a huge strategic disadvantage and we’ll have none of that.
Have you ever met someone who makes you laugh, but really laugh all, all, all, all the time? Have you ever walked into your place of work, or that hostel, or that friend’s house and felt your heart tingle with joy at the anticipation of seeing those you love? That just about explains how I felt walking into Savedra Dive Center every day for two months.
I walk in first thing in the morning and Lee says, “What do you want woman?” or, referring to me, says to Kobi, “Hey man, can you please control your pet” and life is good that way.
And Savedra wasn’t even my hub. It was Kobi’s. We do this a lot in our travels and in our lives before travel.
If one of us has a passion we’ll stay on that beach in Huanchaco, Peru so the kids could surf more, in that cabana in Panama or that hostel in Siem Reap, Cambodia so Gabi could teach more Clean Your Soul classes, or in this town in Taganga, Colombia or Moalboal, Philippines so Kobi can dive. Savedra was his world, his friends, his passion, his Dive Master certification and still, all of us were involved, all of enjoyed Hermann and Lee and the staff, and all of us fell in love with those mystical, breath-taking sea turtles.
A World of Teaching
This became the hub where Kobi found people who truly got him. They got him down to his sick sense of humor and all the nuances that he usually laughs to himself about were now public conversation. This became the hub where father got to teach him kids, where Kobi got to pass on to his kids the love of the ocean and marine biology and Mother Nature in her finest shades of blue. This is the hub where a parent (once accepted and known as their children’s natural teacher) got to do one of the jobs God rarely gave him time to do in the busy hustle and bustle of modern life.
And while diving with sea turtles and that one day when Solai and I snorkeled with that green aquatic fairy for 30 minutes and she kept looking back and waiting for us to keep up. [Deep sigh] Yes, focus, so while the sea turtles are on our list of the most life-changing, remarkable moments of our life, it is the people at Savedra and the community of street kids that pierced our hearts.
In a good way. A really good way. (Yeah, even Lee, well, really, especially Lee and Hermann, but, please, for God’s sakes don’t tell them for I’ll never get to live it down!)
The reason we stayed in the Philippines for two and a half month was solely because of Savedra Dive Center. They are responsible for Gabi becoming Advanced Open Water Certified, for Kobi earning his Dive Master, for our kids dancing underwater with sea turtles and for Kobi and I getting lost in waterfalls and avalanches of sardines. Because of Savedra Dive Center we laughed tons, Kobi drank more than he usually does, and we made and our kids made friends who will remain in our hearts forever. Should you plan a trip to Philippines and have any desire to dive, with all of our hearts, we recommend diving with a professional super-fun staff and high quality equipment at Savedra. We felt safe enough to put our kids underwater with Savedra and that just about says it all. And if you go, tell Lee that Gabi is always, always, always right and that he sucks! On the other hand, tell Hermann that he is a God.
You may enjoy reading more about our two months in the Philippines in posts so powerful you’ll almost pee in your pants like, this one about our angel Raffy- Part One.
Or this one from our breath-taking Diwali celebrations in Goa, India
Or this one from Cartagena, Colombia and us screaming wildly covered in FOAM!