A Haiku on “Nostalgia”

The Parol or Christmas star signifies the start of the Christmas season in the Philippines. I am reblogging an old Haiku because nothing makes me think of the holidays more than this beautiful Christmas lantern made only in the Philippines. I had to order one a few years back and when we went home for a visit, had to specially wrap it and marked as fragile (they are made from Capiz shells) for our trip back to the US. There you go! It’s not this time of year without…. MY PAROL!

Hope everyone had a lovely Thanksgiving!!!

(In response to The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge on This Time of the Year)

That Traveling Nurse

It’s Haiku Fridays, People!

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A “parol” for me
Always reminds me of home
Feeling nostalgic

(In response to The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge on Nostalgia)

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Quote Challenge Day One: Fear

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I am deeply honored (and quite flabbergasted) to have been nominated by this sassy très chic mummy of Estelea’s Blog for this three day quote challenge.

The rules are to post 3 quotes over 3 days and nominate 3 bloggers each time to carry on with the challenge.

And the nominees are (you don’t have to participate really, I just wanted to mention you that’s all):

Lost in the Bermuda Triangle

From Hiding to Blogging

The Girl in Glasses

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A little background on the photo.

That is me, yes, yours truly, rappelling down a waterfall in the Philippines. That was one of our many unforgettable adventures and I am so glad I did it! Fear did not win that day.

Rural Road Trippin’: Tabuelan, Philippines

Nobody has ever heard of the little town of Tabuelan, except my family and friends, but that is a given. Locals know about Tabuelan and is popular in its own “little” way because of its white sandy beaches. There are a handful of resorts scattered about or you can just pick your spot outside private property boundaries and set up your picnic there, old school style.

No, this post isn’t about the resorts nor the beaches because we didn’t go there this time. Besides, I don’t have a current photo of them. This post is about my overnight stay at Tabuelan with my family and the trip to get there.

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St John the Baptist church located at the Old Poblacion

Tabuelan is located in the Northwestern part of Cebu Province. It is a tiny municipality (note: this is the correct classification. I just used town because it sounds more fitting. ha!) where my mom and her side of the family lives. My mom moved to the city when she was in college, met my dad and we have lived in the city ever since.

I grew up vacationing in Tabuelan almost every summer and occasionally on All Saints’ Day/All Souls’ Day.

I loved its rural simplicity, the fresh air, the sea breeze, its openness plus I could go out and play with my friends and cousins.

So, it is only expected that I should at least visit this place every time we come home to the Philippines. Because our travel schedule was super hectic, I could only manage one day.

We took a different route going there this time around. The usual one just takes forever to get there because of the heavy traffic nowadays.

As always, I love going on road trips! Maybe this was how my wanderlust was born. When we were young, our parents took us to see our grandparents at least once a year. So we were pretty much used to traveling, locally that is.

The scenery that unfolds always amazes me, from the bustling traffic of the city with the jeepney, tricycles and people intermingling and weaving this way and that to the sparse wide open spaces of the lush green countryside.

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Jet lagged and tired from my previous Singapore and Thailand trips, I thought I was going to fall asleep while on the road. But how can I? When you have THIS before you?

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(These photos were taken from a moving vehicle so it was quite a challenge to get it right!)

There was this pretty cool red bridge that we passed by just before we got to Tabuelan.

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And then before we knew it, it was my old hometown once again. Seeing familiar roads, houses, sceneries, faces….

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…. oh but, wait! There are a lot of new changes too!

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How many times can you take a picture of one sign?

This one is new. I found it cute. A lot of places are doing this now and I can see why. It makes for good souvenir shots.

Our old ancestral home that my grandfather built in the early 1900s is now abandoned and dilapidated. We still own it but nobody lives there now. All we get are whispers from neighbors that at night, something enchanting happens.

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Battered by past typhoons, its beautiful shell windows broken and the roof and walls in dire need of repair. Vegetables and fruit trees are in abundance around the yard so my auntie who is the caretaker still visit it from time to time.

Memories of us running around its shiny wood floors and looking out the window to the Plaza in front where people play tennis and basketball and the kids run around. This used to be the “town center” where the Municipal Hall, Health Center and Parish Church was and everybody converged. Now, the municipal officials moved its building to a pretty hill overlooking the ocean. What remains are the Health Center and the church. I do not see a lot of kids playing. I guess nobody plays basketball or tennis anymore?

At the end of this brief trip down memory lane, after doing all our usual sightseeing and catching up with relatives, I always look forward to seeing this at my auntie’s balcony….

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Good night, Tabuelan!