Molave is about an hour's drive from Ozamiz. If you take the bus, it costs 55 Pesos. Getting there by mini-van is about the same price.

Molave is equivalent to Ozamiz, in that it's a nothing city with nothing going on. This little town brings new meaning to the word, "poverty." People live in shacks with no running water and no electricity, and yet they're content.

No nightlife or prostitution exists that I'm aware of.

M. Bates.

So, let me see if I got this right. If any of us are looking to visit a place that is very poor with no running water and no electricity, and also with no prostitution, nightlife, or anything else of interest going on, you found us the place?

Thanks . . . I guess.

I hear Mother Teresa's shelter offers a similar kind of attraction for those who want to experience abject poverty and despair. Drop on by next time you're in the neighborhood. A 2-3 day stay is more than enough. Some of the nuns are hot from what I hear but not all that approachable.

BTW Any pics of your paradise MB ??

Well, there are options....

http://www.dateinasia.com/molave-dating-girls.html

Ella_05 is a fairly cute 19-yo, high school graduate, looking for a man 35 to 80....

Mech is a hot 22-yo, looking for a man 23 to 80...

In fact, a lot of them seem desperate like that. Who can blame them?

I personally like maryjane2010 with a "heart for sale".... Sounds like I do not need to go to Molave and just wait for her to make her way to an AC bar.

Both Maryjane2010 and Ella_05 are 4'7"--is this area known for midgets? These are hardly the kind of "large" women Masterbates likes.

But d_alco would be more to his liking--5'1, 66 kg.

Masterbates, what the heck are you doing looking in that part of the world?

MB knows you can find some impressive rice bellies among the poor...

I love how he describes these poor villagers as "content." Is he a frigging anthropologist? He speaks Tagalog so well that he can explore their feelings about being poor? Pretty amusing.

"Both Maryjane2010 and Ella_05 are 4'7"--is this area known for midgets?"

On DIA, 4'7" generally just means the lady wasn't bright enough to figure out how fill out the height form when she created her account. So it therefore reflects the default value of 4'7".

"I love how he describes these poor villagers as "content." Is he a frigging anthropologist? He speaks Tagalog so well that he can explore their feelings about being poor? Pretty amusing."

Actually, the langauge spoken in Ozamiz and Mahayag is Vasayan, not Tagalog. The point is, when one travels to SEA, (this was now my fourth trip to the Philippines) I have continuously seen poverty at a far different level than, say, Mexico, or Peru. Cities like Lima, Peru, or Obregon and Hermosillo in Sonora, Mexico are first-rate modern cities, compared to certain towns in the Philippines. The nicest city I have ever seen in the Philippines, is undoubtably Cebu.

Guadalajara, Mexico is the finest, most upscale city in Mexico I have ever seen. One would never think for a brief moment that you are in a Third World country, when visiting Guadalajara. Of course there are poor parts in Mexico and Peru which disturbs me somewhat. But what really frosts my pipes, is when I hear of people in the USA cry poverty. In America, they don't know what poverty is. Remember, in the USA, nobody dies of hunger-nobody.

They die of chemical substance abuse, excessive alcohol consumption or street violence as a result of living on the streets with the criminal element. There are homeless rights' advocates in the USA who speak at news conference podiums demanding better housing and shelters for America's "less fortunate." Yet, somehow during Christmas all the celebrities come out of the woodwork, complete with the media in tow showing how we take care of America's homeless and hungry. And everyone gets fed.

Many homeless people in America are overweight as a result of the food consumption which is generously provided by the US government in the form of SSI, social security and disability checks, plus the many homeless shelters which make sure you'll get enough to eat.

In Ozamiz, Mahayag and Molave, I saw poverty at an extreme level. There are many neighborhoods with rows of small, cramped wooden shacks and huts with no electricity or adequate plumbing. Going to a supermarket to buy food, is out of the question for some. Many grow what they eat, in the form of rice and vegetables. This includes raising chickens or pigs in the back. The small wooden weather-beaten shacks in which they live have laundry hanging out on clothes lines and wooden shutters for windows.

No air conditioning either, which makes people sit out on their tiny porches for hours. There is no place for the many children to play, other than the open sewers nearby. Many homes in these regions still use candles for evening light. Yet, as I said, they appear content. They don't bitch and complain like people in the USA. Many years ago, when the movie "The Grapes Of Wrath" was shown in Russia, people couldn't understand the poverty message of America because everyone in the movie had a car.

The reason why I opened this thread was to basically warn the traveling monger of what to expect, should he wish to venture to northern Mindanao. The best place I've seen for mongering in this region, is undoubtedly, Davao City, which I visited in 2008.

BTW, while making two separate attempts to respond to all above postings, I was in an Internet cafe in Ozamiz and Molave when the power went out both times in mid-sentence. This power-outage, or "brown-out" as they like to call it, occurs quite literally on a daily basis, most often as evening approaches. There wasn't a day there when I didn't experience a power outage at some time during the day.

And Hunterman, I seem to stand corrected in regards to the amount of talent in Molave, although I wasn't seriously looking for any. In fact, I wasn't looking at all. This could be due to the fact that I stopped by there in the company of my lady friend en route to Mahayag, to meet the parents and family members of my sweetheart.

Yet, while looking through the web site link you posted, I couldn't help but think how incredibly gorgeous some of these women are. Did anyone take the time to go through each and every page? You'll be amazed.

Personally, I like d_alco (on page 1), then there's mhe_gemma (page 6). But for real hotties, there's cecilsexy (on page 8) and chrizasantos (page 27). For the unbelievable knockout true beauties, I think rigina_dapar (page 29) and virginia-pretty (on page 36) But the one real true ultimate sexy Filipina Goddess is cathy58 (on page 51) And for those who like to "expand their horizons," so to speak, might I suggest jurbo (on page 51) who is packing a certain amount of "equipment" that may come as a surprise to the unsuspecting monger.

Molave, as I said, is a dumpy one-horse town with dusty unpaved streets where tricycles clog the intersections. The women there are short and "dumpy-looking." I saw very few pretty girls there. Of course, there were some beauties, but not many.

Regards,

Master Bates.

Places like Molave, Ozamiz, (which is only an hour away by bus) and Mahayag are not exactly what one might describe as mongering destinations. These cities are nothing like Angeles City. Not by a long shot. They have nothing to offer in the sense of tourist attractions, but they are, nevertheless interesting locatiions to visit.

If all these girls on the above-posted link all do actually live in Molave, then you can be sure, they are either living on, or below the bread line. That's not to say there are not nice houses there, there are. But the majority of the population is poor.

Master Bates.

(Message edited by masterbates on April 17, 2010)

Is anyone aware of any mongering locations in this city, other than dating sites?

M. Bates.

(Message edited by masterbates on April 18, 2010)

While I wish you all the best with your sweetheart, I am a little more suspicious of the intentions of most of the Phili girls. Granted, I just returned from my first trip to the Philippines, but it seems that dating or marrying a girl from there is taking on a huge financial obligation from a family support perspective. Even a guy in Miami, who married a Phili girl, seems to always be helping someone in the family and driving himself into financial ruin.

I do not like this entire Asia "I marry girl and send money to every person in the family to support them" approach. This seems to be the norm of every guy I have spoken to along the way who has been involved with a Phili (or Thai) girl.

From what I have observed (again, this is only my own personal observations and could be completely off-track), Asian love is a practial love - not a love from the heart. It is about being provided for, and also your family being provided for..

A girl from a very poor place, regardless of where in the world, is going to look for financial stability over love when dating a foreigner... maybe love comes in - sometimes.

Also, again not having lots of experience with girls from the Phili's, it seems they tend to change very quickly and adapt all to well to being cared for and someone supporting them,....in a very bad way....at least that is what I have seen in the favela girls from Brazil.

My friend married a Colombian girl and has been complaining like crazy about how much money she has been spending since coming back to the US.

Buyer beware!!!

Lovingmarvin,

I appreciate your input and your warning signals, but unbeknownst to you sir, you are preaching to the choir here, as I have had first hand experience and knowledge of this type of activity with certain people in the Philippines. Your point, nevertheless, is very well taken, as I too, have had a few unfortunate and uncomfortable brief encounters with some family members of Filipino girls in regards to the expected handouts in the form of expected monetary donations.

You have very right to be suspicious of each and every Filipino girls' intentions when it comes to seeking true love with an American, or Australian. After all, I am. And why shouldn't I remain suspicious? I make no apologies or feeble excuses for my attitude and reluctant approach with the family members of certain Filipino girls whom I meet when visiting SEA. With each trip back to the Philippines, I continue to be even more suspicious of my upcoming adventure or anticipated encounters with a girl's family members. The huge financial obligation you mention is an understatement. I've heard the horror stories from personal friends, along with posted comments from board members of this forum who warn against supplying your loved ones' next of kin with a generous supply of cash and continuous financial support.

One friend of mine (I won't mention his name out of respect to his privacy as he's a ClubHombre member) has already headed toward a rocky marriage after nine years with his Filipino sweetheart,(whom he brought to the USA from the Philippines)because his wallet was being drained repeatedly as a result of her family members asking for, and receiving a monthly contribution. His intention, while handing over money, was to keep the peace in the household and was tired of his spouse forever putting him on a "guilt trip" over his reluctance to "give generously" to her starving family members back home.

A case in point: When I briefly visited another girls' family members in Butuan, (northern Mindanao) last November, the entire family came out of their wooden shacks to meet me. (I've noticed, in certain provinces in the Philippines, some neighbors are also the blood relatives.) I had never seen so many children in one family, all belonging to her family members. I was invited to a family gathering of prayer plus dinner as a celebration of this one girls true love-that being her romantic involvement with an American-yours truly.

They killed one of the pigs out back, in honor of my attendance. We had roast pig and rice for dinner. When dinner was over, I was approached my girlfriend who told me the family are asking for 1500 pesos, about $34 (US) to help cover the cost of dinner and preparation for the fine evening feast. In other words, I had to pay for dinner for the entire family. Yet, I was the invited guest.....Go figure. How rude, I thought.

Prior to that, when I arrived in the Philippines in November of last year, I arranged (through Internet dating) to meet another cute sweetheart at the airport in Manila. Not only did she show up to meet and greet me, so did her mother and father, plus two sisters and one brother. They all invited back to their house for dinner, but before that, despite the fact that I was immensely jet lagged, we had to stop off at the local supermarket to buy food and a certain type of meat, so that her Momma could make me a special kind of Filipino dish.

They spared no room in loading up the shopping cart with food items and many groceries. Even cramming in a couple of bottles of wine and a carton of cigarettes. When it came time to stand in line at the cashiers counter (remember now, I'm tired, worn out and jet-lagged) they all turned to me with a smile as if to expect me to whip out my wallet and pay for all the groceries. And who footed the bill? You guessed it....me. But did I even dare to bitch? Well, no, it wasn't worth it, considering the circumstances. Yet, luckily for me, I always carry Filipino pesos on my trip which I make sure I have prior to landing in the Philippines.

That meeting lasted one day, or rather one night, with me getting a driver to take me straight to Angeles City, Pampanga. Once bitten....I knew where this was headed. Needless to say I didn't get laid with this one girl who met me at the airport. It wasn't worth the pursuit. After all, I was headed to AC, the land of prime pussy, where it won't cost an arm or a leg, or in this case, a basketful of supermarket groceries to get laid.

On my recent trip back to the Philippines last month, I met another sweetheart, one whom I also met last November and whom I had flown from Ozamiz to Manila Airport, where I brought her to Angeles City, Pampanga. I flew to Ozamiz to spend the two weeks with her only. (I couldn't believe I didn't give Angeles City a visit this time around. Could this be love?) She insisted I meet her entire family, as they all want to meet me and get to know me. The family live in Mahayag, (which is also in northern Mindanao) not far from Molave.

After a week in Ozamiz, it was time now to meet and spend a weekend with my sweetheart's family. The first-time meeting was cordial at best, with the family members only speaking Vasayan. English was translated through my girlfriend and one of her relatives. The family told me of a swimming resort in the mountains which they sometimes use and they invited me to go with them on Sunday morning. This swimming resort is up in the mountains somewhere through rugged mountainous terrain. On the night before we all took off on the trip, with an adequate supply of prepared transportation, in the form of trucks and Jeeps, my sweetheart told me it would cost 1700 Pesos, about $38 (US) to pay for the rented barbecue space for the family.

Remember now, they invited me as a guest to go with them, yet they were asking me to pay for the family outing! Once again, did I bitch? Well...no. It's not worth causing an unnecessary scene in front of my girlfriend's family. I didn't want to embarrass her. After all, it's only money. Why make things uncomfortable? Any negative contact would be detrimental in the minds of my loved ones eyes for years to come. In other words, it just wasn't worth it.

So, we rented transportation, or rather, I rented the transportation where we took pots of prepared food and drinks to this mountainous family region where we all had a picnic. At the end of the day, not only was I asked to pay for the transportation back, (forget exactly how much) but I was also asked to pay for the food which they so "generously" provided. It was around 1600 pesos, about $36 (US). Once again, bitching or complaining about it was futile and pointless, as it served no purpose other than to send the message that I'm tight with my money. Which we know, I'm not, but the very idea was in itself, an insult. Accused or suspected of being tight with my money was not the issue, it was the principle of the thing.

After the days outing to the mountain spring resort, we returned back to Mahayag. We sat around the house and my girlfriend discreetly approached me and said one of her aunts wanted to hand me a piece of paper with a monetary figure written on it. This "monetary figure" was in the amount of 800 pesos, about $18.00 (US) to cover the cost of all the soda bottles which we consumed. At this point, I politely, yet firmly said enough was enough. I reminded them I gave generously in the amount of almost $40 (US) out of the kindness of my heart the night previous for the outing which covered the entire family. Then I again politely, and I do mean politely, (not wanting to sound like an asshole, but feeling the insult of such ignorance and rudeness) pointed out that I further contributed generously another $20 (US) or so, for the food intake.

And now they want me to make a third contribution for the drinks? I really don't think so! In reality, I only had two cans of soda, while the rest of the drinks went to the family members and their children. The argument against me forking out the additional dough got so heated that my sweetheart had to call her sister in Michigan, asking her to explain to me that it was somewhat "expected" of me to help out." What? After all I had already done! after all I had given. "Contributing slightly,is one thing," I said, "but to ask a guest to pay for this and pay for that, and then pay for everything else, including the gas to get there, when I thought I was being invited as a family guest was in all reality just downright frigging insulting." The girlfriend's sister said she would speak with her relatives and told me if I didn't want to give out any more money, then it was okay. At the same time all this was undoubtedly making me feel like a fool.

The fact that I had spent so much money on my sweetheart with gifts, food, hotel accommodation, buying her clothes, etc., would, I feel, be sufficient enough in the form of true genuine kindness and sincerity on my part. After all, people in the Philippines have so little. It should be pointed at this time, that it wasn't my girlfriend's doing in asking me to donate kindly to her needy family, more like they seemed to be putting her on the spot.

So, these are lessons well learned when visiting the family members of a girlfriend in the Philippines whom one might be expected to meet, should the relationship become somewhat serious. Yes, this is one buyer who's definitely aware of the consequences of looking for love in all the wrong places, mainly in South East Asia. The unique difference with Angeles City as opposed to dating "civilians" in other rural provinces, is that you get what you pay for in AC. At least you're not expected to meet the family members of a bar girl who'll expect you at some point to give generously to her family members and part with your cash.

Regards,

Master Bates.