Personal stories culled from memories. From childhood to adulthood. From living in the Philippines to settling in Canada.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Back from the Football Country.
My first time to take Korean Airlines back to Manila. Not bad at all. Except the leg room was tighter and of course, they didn't serve enough food, but wine was served freely.
I am used to flying NWA (Delta), Cathay and Air Canada where food, although still plane food, is served throughout one's flight. Delta and Air Canada stuff you with sandwich, etc. during those hours when you're supposed to be snoring or catching up on your movies. Air Canada even provides hot Ramen-style noodles when you need it most (pitch black hours).
This morning I had a change of plane in Seoul at 4:08 in the morning and I was starved and the restaurants and coffee bars were closed. I went to the departure gate first and took a nap, and around 5:30 am, I dragged my carry on several gates back and found a coffee shop.
'Am back from the football country. When I left, the Ohio's Cleveland Browns lost to Pitts' Steelers and my sis' household was in pain. Then, Brett Favre's wife was interviewed by Oprah for her new faith-filled book and she did fine despite the sex scandal facing her husband, the Minnesota Viking's QB, whose team lost to the Green Bay Packers last Sunday, Oct. 24th.
I'm in mourning, too, not because the Browns lost nor because of the tight mayoralty race in Toronto, but because my red and white wines won't be tasted anymore. Doc's order.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Putik.
We drove to Nueva Ecija yesterday, a rainy, soaking-wet day, to visit our Aunt and Uncle. Then we proceeded to our farm.
The approach to our property had been rendered impassable by rain water which turned the soil into mud. So, we drove around to my Uncle's farm from whence we walked through soft soil into our place. We had to criss- cross several times, from soil to grass, to avoid getting stuck into the earth.
But it was futile. My sneakers plowed in a ton of mud.
The area, alleluia, will get its irrigation. The local government is building an irrigation system.
It was exhilarating to see green and vast open space all around. It was harvest time.
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