#kid1’s First Day High

…in High School is TODAY!

I told myself that when my kid would be 10-year old, I would really feel old. Then I let it passed. Then now I have high school (sorry, i’m not gonna call it grade 7.)… 

I should be making a long drama for this but I guess, it’s a sign; I’m really too old for my teenage rants. 

[Leyte] Day 6-8: Ormoc

As I said, I like small cities. Therefore, I love Ormoc. It kinda feels like Dumaguete minus a big university.

We stayed in Sabin Resort, which happened to be also the idea of people around Leyte. Maybe because it was the last week of May, it seemed that everyone was doing their last hurrah for summer that the resort was full. There were birthdays, conference, social events in the resort the whole time we’re there. It feels so fiesta. @.@

So the random stuff we did at Ormoc.
Mayongs. You gotta pay respect to the Ormoc delicacy aside from pineapple.

Lake Danao. Among the few lakes I’d been to, Lake Danao for me is the prettiest. I hope they can keep it as it is.

Rowing 😂

Ormoc Food Park. I was not much happy with the food. We probably picked the wrong stall. Anyhow, it’s still worth a visit. 

The blue skyline is just so pretty.
Diversion road. I was so happy to stumble on this road. I took a morning jog/walk on this road. This was just across Sabin Resort.

Fat Choi Tea House. Definitely, everyone’s favorite in Ormoc because dimsum. This place has deaf staff, which makes it more interesting.

Tambay at Ormoc Plaza / boulevard.

Last dusk moment in Ormoc.

Until next time… Thank you so much, Leyte!

[Leyte] Day 5: Why Does He Have a Statue?

I had meltdown on this day. Char. It could really get tiring on nth day of road trip especially with 3 kids: packing-unpacking-packing, loading-unloading-loading. Though kids are big enough now to do them on their own, and all I would do now is bark at them. 

Anyway, I love pocket cities. I dunno if there’s that term “pocket cities” but it’s how I categorize “smaller cities” in my mind. 

Pocket cities are like small enough for me to watch the whole city in a corner. Really, I just want to people-watch. People-watching is probably the equivalent of 10-Things-to-do of other people for me. I think it’s one of the things I like in Brillante Mendoza’s film, they made me feel like I’m people-watching. 

My breakfast corner in Jollibee. Voyeurism at colorful jeepneys, the Donut store, local stores, “recovering” structures from Yolanda, etc.
Lunch at Burgos Street again. This time it was in SurpRice. Sorry, I was not a big fan of it.

We had coffee at Libro before leaving Tacloban for Ormoc. If there’s one thing I love about Libro is it’s their “corner.”

We dropped by at MacArthur Park, our attempt to being culturally/historically relevant. And, The kids kept asking, “why does he have a statue?!?”

My kids are sadly so millenials. But then it made me think, “yeah right, why are we making a grand statue for a foreigner?!? Who were the people responsible making a big deal out of this man yet not much is said about the local Leyte heroes?” But char lang. 

[Leyte] Day 4: 3 Provinces in 1 Day


I took an early morning stroll before leaving Biliran. There’s a stretch of rice farms nearby the Marvin’s Resort, where we’re staying.

Look happy, kids. 😂 


We stopped by at this hole-in-the-wallish kind of resto Tia Tita’s in Palo, Leyte. 

We stayed in ZPad Residences in Tacloban. The unit we’re staying felt like a demo condo unit.

First stop was for Meg’s red velvet at Burgos Street.

Nothing better to do, we went to the longest bridge of Philippines (right?). BACK TO LEYTEWe stopped by at Robinson’s. We’re planning to have dinner there but the place was so full, and noisy. Noisy like a lot of stores were simultaneously playing loud music. It felt like being “shock-and-awe.” 

The parking lot of Robinson’s was filled up with SUV, which is a sign they Tacloban recovered from Yolanda.

We went back to Burgos Street, and picked one of the many “hip” hole-in-the-wall restos lining up that area. WE probably need a week to try all of them. 

We holed-up in Canto. We ended our day in Leyte with an Italian / American meal.

[Biliran] Day 3: How are twins made?

(My first draft got deleted because internet connection is wonky; it makes living in Cebu feels like a 1st world with a slightly more reliable internet.)

Grinder has been so much part of my life, wether at home or away.Mati is trying to protect his “pan” from the ants.

Kids are now kinda little adults. I really get a kick listening to their conversations among theirselves, or with Mark. Promise, I’m the least “talker” in this family.

This morning’s discussion was Mati’s question: How are twins made?
With their access to internet and all, I think they’re not at all that innocent.
Pool. It was my first time to see them all in a pool for a long time. 

Carenderia or diner to be sosyal. πŸ™‚ Cusina de Salas has became our favorite in Biliran.

It was a rainy afternoon in Biliran. I think not a day passed by in Biliran not raining. And what best way to spend it by going to yet another waterfalls, which was somehome also the idea of everyone in the island.

Fighting for the prime real estate for selfie 😂

Tinago Falls is not that “tinago” (hidden). I think it’s because very accessible that a lot of people tour it.

Prelude to halo-halo

Aside from waterfalls and pinakbet, Halo-halo and pizza are some things that Biliran will not disappoint you. πŸ™‚

At Jelo’s
Dinner is always care of the Marvin’s Resort staff πŸ™‚

[Biliran] Day 2

Biliran is in the top 5 LEAST populated province of the Philippines. And I guess it’s the reason why there’s no big fastfood chain in the place, which was a big surprise for the kids and a big relief for me. #chos Mati said that it might be a fake city if it has no Jollibee (poor kid 😂).

Cusina de Salas

The easy or the hard path dilemma?!

Of course, we picked the easy path.

Trekking with Mati always ends up with him looking like his bouldering or scrambling. Poor kid, he takes after my physical skills. 

We trek to eat our siopao. And they were not so amused.

We chanced upon an empth Agta beach so we play with sands…

And lounger.

We came home to the home-cooked meal of Marvin’s Resort. 

[Biliran] Day 0: Take 2

Lunch at Polambato Port, Bogo, Cebu before getting into the RORO boat for Palompon, Leyte.

Spot the no-longer-baby in this photo, when they’re already annoyed with you taking photos.

Palompon port, Leyte

Someone thought the Biliran bridge is pretty, he took a selfie. πŸ™‚

Arrived at Biliran with a very orange sky, I took as my birthday gift. Orange, my favorite color.

The food at Marvin’s Resort in Biliran is just the ultimate homey. It’s so funny that the kitchen staff remember us as “pinakbet.” Mark and I could not get enough of their pinakbet when we were here last February. It was our default order every meal.

[Day 2 Biliran] MoronΒ 

(Shoot! I can no longer recall exact details of this trip but for “diary” sake, I’m just going to dump photos here.)

I sneaked in a quick trip to the public market early in the morning to tick off the “painitan” from my to-do list when visiting a place. But “painitan” is not a thing in Biliran. There was none in the public market, and the people would point me to a carenderia when I would ask for “painitan.” 

So I used the words “puto sikwate” (use this term instead if people don’t get “painitan”) to see if that would lead me somewhere. Indeed, i had luck. A woman in the market pointed me to go to a place outside of the market.

A few corners away from the public market, I spotted probably the “most humble” painitan I came across.

Along the way of roaming around, I chanced upon a store selling buko and “moron” (sticky rice mixed with chocolate / cocoa. Their local delicacy. Actually, moron is a local delicacy in Samar, leyte, Biliran area. It’s a telling that they have lots of cacao plants?), “palitao” (i dunno what’s the english term.) Buko juice, chocolate flavored carbs, and coconut drizzled palitao, I COULD NOT RESIST! So i indulge. This is probably Biliran’s painitan version.
Chitchatting with the people, Biliran feels so familiar. I mean the locals know Cebu very much. It’s probably their go-to city that you have something in common to start a conversation on. 

The rest of the day was dedicated for the falls, some beach, and drive-by coffee. 

But my MAIN agenda was testing my crocheted swimwear, which I just finished that day, so following photos can be NSFW. @.@ 

Mark wanted to go to Tinago Falls first. But I wanted to do some trekking. Tinago Falls was probably just 500meters or less from the highway so I insisted we do the Ulan-ulan Falls first because we’d just be basically riding our way to the Tinago Falls.

 Ulan-ulan Falls is along the route to the Tres Marias mountain peaks of Biliran. I forgot which was the most visited peak of the three mountains (Tres Marias) but anyhow, Ulan-ulan Falls is one of the falls along the route to one of the peaks of Tres Marias. 

The start of the trek to the Falls is around 5km from the main road. 

Then the trek to the Ulan-ulan falls is probably around 2-3km.
So Ulan-ulan falls is the first waterfall, then just a few stretches away is the Recoletos Falls. Then there are still few more up. The most popular go-to are the Ulan-ulan and Recoletos Falls.

Ulan-ulan Falls (photo below). It’s hard to take a dip / swim here because the current is quite strong. So people go up to…

Recoletos Falls (photo below)

I decided to go one more up to the next falls (3rd falls. I forgot the name.) because there are too many people in Recoletos for my “swimwear testing.” @.@

So we trekked up, then it’s where we got a bit lost. The annoying thin was that it was all uphill. We were probably already taking parts of the route to one of the Tres Marias peaks.

My “seriously-you-have-3-GPS-tracker-and-we-got-lost!!!” look at Mark.
After a few KM of not seeing any sign of yet another waterfalls, we decided backtrack, then we found the 3rd falls (mini falls). It’s path was all covered up with bushes and plants because it’s not really a go-to place that’s why we missed it. But it was just actually just right above yhe Recoletos Falls.


So I tested my crocheted swimwear… errrrr #fashionbloggerpose! @.@

I could just stay forever in this heaven-on-earth. 

We trek back from the falls around 2pm-ish. We went to Agta Beach Resort because I wanted to try my swimwear this time in a saltwater. But I had rivals, I chickened out. @.@ 

Coming from Cebu where we kind have decent beaches, Agta was kinda so-so. And there’s that sexy chick confidently beautiful in his 2-piece, the beach was too small for both of us. πŸ™‚

So we just decided to drive the other half of Biliran. This side of Biliran was pretty much has lesses activity / people. 

Then stop by for some coffee char, and ended this day, which i started with a “moron,”  with a “moron” again and “palitaw.”

Picture is Worth a Poles Apart

I’m making a blog post about these photos because these probably show how Mark & I are on the opposite ends of a pole. (Photos by Reynan Opada)

That’s why we could never be running alongside each other unless I want to be unhappy and keep up with him; or he’s injured, slow, and he’d use me as his scapegoat. πŸ™‚