Reward

After a long day of tasks and errands, it was off to Caffe Firenzo for some All-Day-Breakfast of Hungarian sausage with scrambled eggs and served with rice.

What a great way to end my day. A heavy serving of breakfast for dinner. And some Almond Toffee Frappe to go with it.

And there’s free WiFi, too.

Summer memories 4

And after all our chores, it was off to the beach at the back of my lola’s house. And we would spend the whole day there, going home only for meals and the obligatory nap. After siesta, we would rush back to the beach and swim and build sandcastles and swim and …

We wouldn’t go home until the sun would set and our aunt would fetch us back.

Summer memories 3

My lola’s garden was the envy of her neighbors, including the former First Lady Imelda Marcos who hails from the same town. The latter built their family’s mausoleum right across the street from my lola’s house. Whenever Imelda would visit, she would drop by and cajole my lola to sell her flowers. My lola, who knew Imelda from when she still a kid, would politely refuse of course. In a way, I felt that that was my lola’s way of protesting how Imelda and her husband was running the country.