It's been quite a while since Tropang Puyat® went on a trip so we were just giddy little dweebs when we drove up to Tagaytay last Sunday. Nanay Mely wanted to visit the Our Lady of Manaoag Shrine to offer thanks.
Being Caviteños, we've long thought of Tagaytay as no more different than a regular trip to a neighbor's house. Nonetheless, we always have fun each time (provided that we didn't have the snoots with us) because we're a really tight bunch.
Nanay Mely, as always, provided the food. She brought Aling Nita and Aling Rosie (and their kids) along so they, too, can catch a whiff of that fresh high-altitude oxygen that their urban environs lack.
O TINGIN MUNA DITO.
I knew it was going to be chilly but strong gusts of wind made lunch an unexpected challenge. We had to hurry up with it before the bulalo got all covered in sebo. I'm pretty sure this is a common concern for Tagaytay al fresco diners so it's a good thing we're food people. Personally, I'm not that big on bulalo but anything to warm up, right?
BILIS, TEN SECONDS NA!
We decided to climb down the ridge for an unobstructed view of Taal. As the scenery became clearer, I began shouting orders at my "models" to take their places for my envisioned shot. They were slightly embarassed over it but I was too absorbed in my idea to give a dang. Here are a few of those poses:
ROSE, KABABALIK LANG FROM JAPAN KAYA SANAY SA LAMIG. HUUS!
METEOR GARDEN BA?
THE "BOY'S" BAND
INGAT SA JEBS
It was probably around 71° F or 22° C up there with a wind chill factor of 48.2° F or 9° C so it was very cold and we, being lowlanders, couldn't wait to get back in the car. We continued on to the Manaoag Shrine, or Krystala as Eloi calls the image. (Don't ask me how and why.) The last time we were there was the day after our house was spared from a terrible fire last April. Anyway, more photos:
ON THE SECOND LEVEL OF THE SHRINE IS A CORRIDOR WITH I DON'T KNOW WHAT, POSSIBLY RELIGIOUS PRAYER CARDS.
AT THE TOP DECK, DEVOTEES CAN TOUCH THE LADY'S HAND IN PRAYER, DEEMED MIRACULOUS. TROPANG PUYAT CLIMBED UP FOR THE VIEW.
I want to say "Happy Birthday" to our Dada today. He's turning 64 and we'll have a modest dinner party for him tonight. I suppose he will find out over the next twelve months whether or not he'll still be needed or fed, receive a valentine, or "birthday greetings, bottle of wine.."
Being Caviteños, we've long thought of Tagaytay as no more different than a regular trip to a neighbor's house. Nonetheless, we always have fun each time (provided that we didn't have the snoots with us) because we're a really tight bunch.
Nanay Mely, as always, provided the food. She brought Aling Nita and Aling Rosie (and their kids) along so they, too, can catch a whiff of that fresh high-altitude oxygen that their urban environs lack.
O TINGIN MUNA DITO.
I knew it was going to be chilly but strong gusts of wind made lunch an unexpected challenge. We had to hurry up with it before the bulalo got all covered in sebo. I'm pretty sure this is a common concern for Tagaytay al fresco diners so it's a good thing we're food people. Personally, I'm not that big on bulalo but anything to warm up, right?
BILIS, TEN SECONDS NA!
We decided to climb down the ridge for an unobstructed view of Taal. As the scenery became clearer, I began shouting orders at my "models" to take their places for my envisioned shot. They were slightly embarassed over it but I was too absorbed in my idea to give a dang. Here are a few of those poses:
ROSE, KABABALIK LANG FROM JAPAN KAYA SANAY SA LAMIG. HUUS!
METEOR GARDEN BA?
THE "BOY'S" BAND
INGAT SA JEBS
It was probably around 71° F or 22° C up there with a wind chill factor of 48.2° F or 9° C so it was very cold and we, being lowlanders, couldn't wait to get back in the car. We continued on to the Manaoag Shrine, or Krystala as Eloi calls the image. (Don't ask me how and why.) The last time we were there was the day after our house was spared from a terrible fire last April. Anyway, more photos:
ON THE SECOND LEVEL OF THE SHRINE IS A CORRIDOR WITH I DON'T KNOW WHAT, POSSIBLY RELIGIOUS PRAYER CARDS.
AT THE TOP DECK, DEVOTEES CAN TOUCH THE LADY'S HAND IN PRAYER, DEEMED MIRACULOUS. TROPANG PUYAT CLIMBED UP FOR THE VIEW.
I want to say "Happy Birthday" to our Dada today. He's turning 64 and we'll have a modest dinner party for him tonight. I suppose he will find out over the next twelve months whether or not he'll still be needed or fed, receive a valentine, or "birthday greetings, bottle of wine.."
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