Nothing but travel

Summer is all about vacation and travel and that is what I have been doing all these weeks. My wife, Kim and I spent the Holy Week to far North in Bangui, Ilocos Norte, home of the famous windmills, the first in Philippine soil. This is where my mother-in-law's family is from and it has always been a delight going there. If only I did not have to suffer a ten hour trip, I would have been there all the time. I love the pristine beauty, the quietness, laid-back life of just bumming around doing nothing. To make things a lot interesting and exciting, our all time friends, Ollie and wife, Kathy, and Edgar and Vivian's family were all there. We stayed in a new relative-owned resort called Villa Ambrocia at Manayon. Unfortunately, Pagudpud was crazy and the Blue Lagoon was filled to the brim on Good Friday. The following week was the school sponsored Boracay trip with the whole faculty and staff. It was a three-day, two-night escapade with young, the old and new vibrant friends, and being with the young generation always pumps my blood up to soaring heights. It was a fun-filled night of dancing the night away and island hopping swimming over and underneath the famous island's azure waters. Needless to say I was twenty years old again. Yesterday was my wife's birthday and we celebrated it quietly in our home with her cooking the ever present pancit and turbo chicken knowing that the following day will be busy packing up for our trip in our favorite haven here in Tagaytay where I am writing today. Hopefully, the last leg of my summer vacation will be in the US and Canada but that needs another writing soon.