swim with whale sharks? check.

before all the hype and the rules and the debates surrounding the protection and the treatment of the largest fish in the world, several of whom decided to make oslob, cebu as their playground, we were there.

and by “we,” i mean ram and me, who basically crashed grabbed the opportunity to hitch on the plans of my sister and her friends to go and see these gentle giants of the sea. (no, i didn’t mean for that to rhyme. watching little einsteins with my niece these last couple of days has reset my brain to that of a 3-year old’s, except that the the 3-year old’s can hold information much longer and use it much more effectively than somebody my age can. i may have expanded my vocabulary but the moment i learn them, pffft! gone. just like that.)

so anyway, it rained on and off for days in that second week of december last year. it worried me that the whale sharks mights not show up because they didn’t wanna get wet in the rain and all.

just as it worried me that my photos would end up with… just me. pathetically looking out into the dark and unfriendly horizon wondering where the hell the whale sharks go when it pours.

oslob, cebu

amphitrite, the goddess queen of the sea and wife of poseidon, from whom spawned the sea’s abundant creatures, had been more than kind. she arranged for the sun to shine upon us on that day, blessing us with a little too much vitamin D, harmful ultraviolet rays, and deliciously itchy red rashes that lasted for five days.

oslob, cebu

but hey, for these babies, i’ll take those rashes anytime!

oslob, cebu

okay, maybe not. but for that one time? let me just say IT WAS ALL f*cking WORTH IT, man! (nevermind that i still carry the countless scars on my arms and legs until now. they’ll fade. in about three years. not that i’m worried, although they look kind of ugly, honestly speaking. if you see me and you notice them, don’t ask. if you do, at least be polite about it. i’ll explain it to you but don’t expect me to talk to you again ever. nothing personal.)

oslob, cebu

with all my nonsense blabbering as an introduction, i don’t know where to start. like, you know, how did those whale sharks get there? what do they eat? do they eat you? stuff like that. i’m sure you have a lot of questions and you can bet your kidneys i would not be able to answer them in a way that would not insult your intellect.

oslob, cebu

but for starters, no, they don’t eat humans. well, sure, they can swallow you whole but they probably would not waste their time on junk food. (they’re watching their weight. if you’re dying to know, they’re into plankton. so unless you look like a plankton, fret not.)

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and yeah, they may have all these teeth but they’re more for aesthetic purposes than practical ones. instead of going through the hassle of actively biting and chewing, they suck in the water with the plankton and the baby shrimps (and you) in it into their colossal mouths and filter out their food, with the excess water coming out from their gills.

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now, we all knew we were not allowed to touch them and i’m sorry (am i?) if i did but that was me incapable of controlling myself from wanting to pet something that i probably might never be able to do again in my entire lifetime.

and that is ram losing his sanity with giddy excitement. lol. i love that boyish look on his face, by the way. that whale shark drove him crazy with happiness he would marry it if he could. (that’s already a great pre-nup shot right there.) haha.

oslob, cebu

on a serious note, i am aware that there are lots of issues surrounding the industry that the whale sharks have created and you can read all about that somewhere else, but not here.

oslob, cebu

because being this close to them was one of the best moments of my life.

this blog is about that.

happy vibes. =)

6 thoughts on “swim with whale sharks? check.

    1. oh, that was a long time ago so the scars have pretty much healed and gone away.

      dont worry, yours will too. but the fun memories will remain, that i can assure you. ๐Ÿ™‚

      so how did your whaleshark experience go?

      1. It was fun and chaotic. Haha! Nowadays, there are lots of tourists, AS IN a lot! And, I must admit I got a bit scared swimming with the whale sharks ‘coz even the considered “teenagers” (as the boatmen say) are so HUGE!

        I was trying to get a decent pic with the butanding, but I don’t want to get too close due to: 1) There’s a fine to pay, or you might get jailed if you purposely touch it, and 2) I was avoiding the tail, ‘coz I’m not too sure whether it will be quite an impact or not (XD). But overall, ’twas an experience — a very memorable one. Wanna see? ๐Ÿ™‚ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZraIhS2P0do :

        P.S. My scars are almost gone as well! ๐Ÿ™‚ I have to tediously put on a whitening cream or lotion, though. ๐Ÿ™‚ I guess my skin is just sensitive. :/

        1. wow, it’s cool how you guys were able to document your experience. watching your video transported me back to cebu i could feel the warmth and taste the saltiness of the water.

          that said, i miss cebu!!!

          thank you for sharing your video with me. you guys looked like you had tons of fun. and the sunset pic! sigh.

          happy to know your scars are healing. like a broken heart, it takes time. lol. hugot?

          1. Could you remember the strong smell of the alamang they feed to the whale sharks as well? Haha.

            It’s actually sunrise!! ๐Ÿ™‚ We went there at around 6AM to beat the crowd, but even then, there were already a lot people.

            1. hmmm… i’m trying to remember but, no, i don’t. shame. now i’m racking my brain trying to remember bits about that experience and the only significant thing i can come up with is touching one of the whalesharks and being surprised at how rough its skin actually was.

              sunrise?! who would have known? it’s weird how sometimes sunrise and sunset look so much alike. i’m more of a sunset kinda girl, mainly because i don’t have to wake up early to catch it. lol. what about you?

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