I had a blast in California during my almost two-week vacation there. It was a dream come true not only because California is one of the destinations that I wanted to visit someday. So when that day came and I was overwhelmed with excitement.
California is home. I mean, I felt at home because it reminded me of Manila. It is Manila because I meet Filipino almost every square miles and yes, they still speak the language too. It is Manila because I didn't only smell Pinoy food but dined on it almost everyday. Thanks to all my Pinoy friends who brought me to all those Pinoy Restaurants like Salu-Salo, Pinoy-Pinay, Red Ribbon, Chowking, Goldilock's Bakeshop, Max's Friend Chicken, Karinderya-style resto, and of course, Jollibee.
But of course, nothing beats home-cooked meal - Pinoy style.
California is home because it is very Manila... the traffic [4 hours commute from LA to San Diego], the smog [very distinct from fog], the chaos in shopping malls [tiange style] and weather [very unpredictable]. And yes, I just love it. It was very homey to me.
And California is home because of Joey - the sister I never had. She is my cousin whom I have not seen for over 10 years. And I miss her so much.
And for the span of 12 days, I truly came home... even if it was still thousand miles across the pacific ocean.
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awwwwwww so love all your photos sister! my favorite is the one at Max.....you have a smile that says "it is so fun to be simply alive"...your eyes speak a thousand words....so glad you had such a great time,
ReplyDeleteIt looks like a fun time was had by all.
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