Having had enough of bumming for weeks inside the
house, the siblings asked if we could go on a trip. Naturally, I obliged being
the semi-wanderlust that I am. Char. Hahaha. Anyway, so where’s our
destination? The ‘rents hometown—Legazpi!
We left Manila by lunch time (which was awfully late
because we should have left at 10:00AM) and it took us 13 hours before we
reached Legazpi – after midnight. Our ~favorite cousin fetched us at the bus
terminal and went home to get that much needed stretching and rest. The next
day, our mini-adventures began. J
One of the highlights of our trip was when we were
able to convince our younger siblings to try the zipline at Embarcadero. Because
this was their first time, we went ahead. When they saw how exhilarating the
feeling would be, they were eager to try it out. Haha. Yay!
Getting to the other end of the line was quite slow,
maybe because I gained a bit of weight? Or maybe… I dunno. Anyway, the view’s
very nice—the majestic Mayon Volcano to your left, the vast waters that border
Legazpi ahead of you and people who watch you scream at the top of your lungs,
just way below you. Hahaha!
We did not explore much on food and sights because
our tour guides easily got tired of walking. Haha. They have asthma. So yeah,
we just went to the usual tour places such as the Cagsawa Ruins and the
churches in Albay. Because we visited during the Holy Week, we watched the Good
Friday parade of life-sized saints. I personally admired their devotion and the
beauty of their tradition. I guess it’s also something fascinating. On Easter Sunday,
we went up early to watch what they call the “saklot”—this is a re-enactment of
how the angel took the veil of death from Mary while Jesus rose from the dead.
It was performed at the town plaza. After the unveiling, rosary-shaped balloons
were released and then the morning mass began.
The best thing during this trip was spending time
with our cousins and their children. I can’t really believe that I’m already a “lola”
just because our nephew already has a child. Wow. Anyway, our meals were not
complete without the usual banter and fun-filled stories. The conversations are
funnier now because there are a lot of “sabaw” stories and we’re all mature
enough to just joke around and have fun. Haha.
We also visited Nanay and Tatay Taba’s graves to pay
our respects. Nanay Taba was an important figure in our childhood. She’s our
mother’s eldest sister. Because their parents died early, my mother already
treated Nanay Taba like her mother. When she passed away in Christmas 2003, it
was one of the saddest moments in our lives. We lost our “matabang” aunt—that
one person who would always spend her summers with us and treat us with
fishballs every time we buy food at the wet market. My mother would always cook
sumptuous meals and that’s because she was able to get the freshest catch and
produce from the market. She’s our usual “unan” and “dantay” when our parents
go to conferences in Baguio or Batangas or Tagaytay. We really miss her. So
when we got the chance to go back, her grave was our first stop.
On Sunday afternoon, before finally saying farewell
to this wonderful place, our aunt from Sorsogon treated us to a roadtrip. We
went to Pilar Port, thirty minutes from their house in Putiao. Our cousin’s car
was pick-up so the adventure became much better. Our faces were sticky and our
hairs were disheveled but that fun ride made it all worth it. After a few
obligatory photos and selfies (hehe), we went back to Legazpi to pack our
things. We’re finally heading home.
Our bags were filled with food and pasalubong and
also beautiful memories from our short visit. We’re definitely coming back. But
yeah, we’ll be saving money for a more comfortable plane ride. J
Labels: 2014, blessings, family kemelars, holy week, hometown, legazpi, roadtrip, sorsogon, summer