A typhoon hit Manila in the late evening that caused a midweek holiday due to widespread blackout that we maximized to the hilt.
We hit the metro coast to coast checking out the huge waves at the Manila Bay walking beside the seawall and enjoyed the sea water drenching our clothes. The strong wind blowing from the open seas cleared out our lungs and gave us that refreshing beach-y feeling in the middle of Metro Manila. There were amateur photographers waiting for Andres and Ponso’s reactions to the waves for that perfect shot making me smile. We ate junk food while in the area.
From the seawalls, we went to Silahis Arts Gallery in Intramuros. It is a curio shop of sort with books and paintings and sculptures and shit. It is one of our favorite stores in Intramuros because it is like a museum. There are huge Maranao drums, reprints of old Manila pictures, a painting of HR Ocampo worth P250,000, and collector item books for 35 pesos per piece. Outside the shop is the Ilustrado Restaurant with its wide garden where Andres, Ponso, and Paco ran and explored its nooks and crannies.
We then went to Robinsons’ Otis for our grocery while the boys rode arcade rides then a late lunch at a Chinese restaurant before heading home. There was still no electric power when we arrived so we again hopped in the car and headed to UP for another outdoor trip. Andres and Ponso ran around the UP Oval with their Tita Hana while Thelma and I with the sleeping Paco searched for a BBQ stall published in the newspaper as a must taste in UP. Yes, we found it with a long line of people from all walks of life trying that must taste meat and innards on a stick.
We hit the metro coast to coast checking out the huge waves at the Manila Bay walking beside the seawall and enjoyed the sea water drenching our clothes. The strong wind blowing from the open seas cleared out our lungs and gave us that refreshing beach-y feeling in the middle of Metro Manila. There were amateur photographers waiting for Andres and Ponso’s reactions to the waves for that perfect shot making me smile. We ate junk food while in the area.
From the seawalls, we went to Silahis Arts Gallery in Intramuros. It is a curio shop of sort with books and paintings and sculptures and shit. It is one of our favorite stores in Intramuros because it is like a museum. There are huge Maranao drums, reprints of old Manila pictures, a painting of HR Ocampo worth P250,000, and collector item books for 35 pesos per piece. Outside the shop is the Ilustrado Restaurant with its wide garden where Andres, Ponso, and Paco ran and explored its nooks and crannies.
We then went to Robinsons’ Otis for our grocery while the boys rode arcade rides then a late lunch at a Chinese restaurant before heading home. There was still no electric power when we arrived so we again hopped in the car and headed to UP for another outdoor trip. Andres and Ponso ran around the UP Oval with their Tita Hana while Thelma and I with the sleeping Paco searched for a BBQ stall published in the newspaper as a must taste in UP. Yes, we found it with a long line of people from all walks of life trying that must taste meat and innards on a stick.
We bought two of each kind and it did not meet our expectation. I guess it’s just a UP thing. I’ve heard of people romanticizing even the fish and squid balls inside the UP Campus proclaiming to high heavens that it is the best shit in the world, or maybe, it’s just a UP thing.
Then we checked out Ayala Technohub along Commonwealth Avenue. It looked Techno alright with big techno looking light balls encircling the techno fountain and with lights, different colored lights exploding. Even the typical Kebab tasted techno. We enjoyed it just the same as every new experience should always be appreciated.
After that Technohub experience, we went home in techno-less fashion with darkness still enveloping our neighborhood. Andres said that the stars are clearer without the electric lamp posts.
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