When i saw friends posting about this lifestory movie of kurt cobain, i asked mark to find ways that we can watch it.
When we went getting their school supplies at SM, migi told me that we should get him new long pants for his uniform because he’s already grade 5. And, it struck me, really this is happening?!? I already have a kid who is going to be in long pants like those big kids prepping up to the teenager phase?!?
And, now i’m sad because i’m only getting sentimental over an earphone. But damn my kids growing up, just spare me a good earphone! And if you do rob me of my earphone, please spare your ears from that “centuries” song.
I picked up some pasalubong from Sir Jess Cafe in Bacolod – the usual piaya with a twist of being “organic” and herbed. But then thinking about it, the only way for a piaya to be “healthier” is to remove the sugar which then it will no longer be a piaya.
2. Pick some fruits at this mountain highway before going down to the town proper. Compared to Cebu prices, it’s way so cheaper. And, They only use paperbag.
The first plan was to cross to Bacolod today then head straight to San Carlos City to get on a ferry boat back to Cebu. But it seems too much of a stretch, and so we decided to have an overnight stay at Bacolod.
If Mark and I were personalities of areas in Iloilo City, I’d be La Paz Market and Mark would be The Atria (ongoing Ayala business park construction).
Surely, other coffee shops have probably better coffee and nice interiors but they can never replicate the feel of life around it.
I felt awkward taking pictures becuase no one seems to be taking photos of their drink for instagram, except me.
I dunno if it’s foursquare and internet that Netong’s had expanded, and was definitely crowded this time. I wished it was like the first time, but then it’s better for the business. Somehow, Madge Cafe was able to handle it better or maybe it’s because coffee could not really be that popular compared to batchoy.
After 3 nights in Boracay, it’s time to turnaround and retrace our way back to Cebu.
It was going to be a 160km+ ride to Iloilo, where we’d take a break and a quick tour of the city. And, so it’s time to roll up the chairs at the back to give way to a sleeping area. 🙂
We got a “break treat” of watching farms when we had our lunch break at Saylo Restaurant. At first, i thought it’s that yet generic resto serving yet generic popular dishes of buttered chicken and crispy pata. But no, they don’t have buttered chicken, only chicken katsudon. 🙂 That solved the kids’ wish.
I had native chicken in coco milk sthing. I forgot the name, but it’s a local dish. Mati loved its soup so it must be good.
Western Visayas has this thing for chicken dishes. They have a whole halo-halo variety of chicken dishes.
In the morning, I tried to be that “local.” I rode a tricycle to the Bulabog Church ( Sto. Rosario Church) to attend the 630am mass. It’s near d’mall.
The 5th day of our trip, May 18, was my birthday.
Then i guess why being sad is easier because there’s no need to be bothered by being meaningful or not about it.
Since we arrived very late at 11pm, everyone was sleepy that we did not care much about the place we’re staying, Sampaguita Gardens. Honestly, there was nothing wrong with it for me except that Mati, the youngest, commented that he found the place creepy.
I think kids will love the place because it’s like being in a childhood fantasy, there’s a Christmas Village.
NORTH KOREA. If you had seen documentaries of North Korea, the resto or the whole places seems to look like one in North Korea. There were a lot of staff with only us and another group who were there.
The place looked like it was in a University belt because there are universities and colleges nearby. Since it’s “coastal,” it’s a perfect place to do a quick run.