Million Volunteer Run 3

Butuan City will be participating in the Million Volunteer Run 3, a fun run that will be held nationwide on December 13, 2015.

The Million Volunteer Run is a humanitarian mission led by The Philippine Red Cross to awaken the volunteer spirit of the country.  The Philippine Red Cross is completing its extensive network of one million volunteers in order to deliver its services effectively and successfully through the “Million Volunteer Run 3”.

Participants of the Million Volunteer Run 3 will get an MVR 3 Race Kit which includes the following:

1. Singlet
2. Race Bib
3. Runner's Card

Registration Fee is P400!

There are 3 ways to register:

1. All Philippine Red Cross Chapters 
2. SM Tickets Counters nationwide
3. SM Tickets Website (www.bit.ly/mvronline)

*You may claim your race kit at the Philippine Red Cross chapter you selected only.

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Tanduay Rhum Rock & Rave

Tanduay Rhum and Love Radio presents Tanduay Rhum Rock & Rave at Robinson's Place Butuan car park venue on November 27, 2015 starting at 8:00 PM.

Rock & Rave features performances from:

• Ace Ramos
• Tom Taus
• Mars Miranda
• Gloc 9
• Yeng Constantino
• Katsy Lee

Ticket prices are:

- VIP (unli-drinks) - P250

- Gen. Admission -  P100

Tickets are available at:

•  LOVE RADIO 
•  CALTEX 
•  KYXX 
•  PICK N GO 
•  TROOPERS
•  PHOENIX
•  KRIZCO
• -CHAM'S

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Second Post Terminal

I stuffed a shirt or two into my old carpet-bag, tucked it under my arm, and started for Cape Horn and the Pacific. Quitting the good city of old Manhatto, I duly arrived in New Bedford. It was a Saturday night in December. Much was I disappointed upon learning that the little packet for Nantucket had already sailed, and that no way of reaching that place would offer, till the following Monday.

As most young candidates for the pains and penalties of whaling stop at this same New Bedford, thence to embark on their voyage, it may as well be related that I, for one, had no idea of so doing. For my mind was made up to sail in no other than a Nantucket craft, because there was a fine, boisterous something about everything connected with that famous old island, which amazingly pleased me. Besides though New Bedford has of late been gradually monopolizing the business of whaling, and though in this matter poor old Nantucket is now much behind her, yet Nantucket was her great original- the Tyre of this Carthage;- the place where the first dead American whale was stranded. Where else but from Nantucket did those aboriginal whalemen, the Red-Men, first sally out in canoes to give chase to the Leviathan? And where but from Nantucket, too, did that first adventurous little sloop put forth, partly laden with imported cobblestones- so goes the story- to throw at the whales, in order to discover when they were nigh enough to risk a harpoon from the bowsprit?

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Sample Post Opening Soon

Call me Ishmael. Some years ago- never mind how long precisely- having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off- then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.

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