Vince and I were supposed to go down to the city to meet my sisters and cousins for a weekend of rest and recreation. But the moving up ceremony dragged until 8:30pm which was too late for us to get a ride so the girls went up to join us instead.
They brought lots of food including the spaghetti which I asked them to make. Manai Layling and Manai Riza bought cake for Vince. We ate, drank tequila and chatted until after midnight then woke up early on Sunday to join the Palm Sunday mass at the local parish. We all agreed the priest gave an excellent homily (ikaw ba yan Bo?).
While the rest of the world was glued to the Pacquiao fight, we walked around the camp, took a lot of pictures and stopped over at the Bungalow for some burger and fries. We then bought freshly baked loaf bread as pasalubongs for our folks.
We walked home for lunch and then had a short videoke session using my sister’s magic sing despite the heavy downpour. We were all rolling with laughter as we created foolish dance moves and belted out ala-Mariah. Bantog kusog ulan! Hehe
‘twas a lovely weekend. If only I can have more of these.
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