AWESOMENESS in the HOUSE!

Family Reunion in Bohol: Dec. 22, 2011

We were actually awake 12a.m. this day, because our flight would be at 5:30a.m. I was surprised we were taking Philippine Airlines instead of our usual Cebu Pacific (which was the airlines that we used in two of our other trips this year—Iloilo and Palawan), though I can’t say it’s no better than the latter. The plane we rode on our way to Bohol had a screen at the top, and it also has a radio (I don’t think it really is a radio because it can interfere with the plane’s navigation or something) where you can put your headset on it. Hehe cool. We landed in Bohol a few minutes before 8 in the morning, and we waited like 30 minutes for our sundo to arrive. We headed to ICM (Island City Mall) to eat breakfast at Jollibee, while Mama Choly (our aunt and our grandparents’ eldest child, principal of our family’s school, Batuan Colleges Inc.) and mom bought food for Noche Buena at the grocery. (By the way, Uncle Junior, grandparents’ 3rd child, was our driver for the day. Haha.) That was in Tagbilaran, but our mom’s family lives in Batuan, which was a two- or three-hour drive from there. We arrived at around 12, and we saw lolo and lola, and we went to the next house and saw Ate Joanne (our cousin’s wife) and her two kids, PJ and Ken. It was our first time to see Ken, he’s the bunso. When we last saw PJ he was still a little baby with a big head!! Hahaha! Ang cute talaga, they’re all grown up!

We went to Balay sa Humay, kind of like a restaurant slash mini-museum of rice slash inn owned by Mama Choly, to have lunch with her and lola and lolo. They’re using red rice here na pala, I thought. I didn’t taste much of a difference from the white rice we use here in Laguna, but maybe it’s because I’m very matakaw and eat fast, since my cousin Ate Jessica (who is currently studying Nursing at the Adventist University of the Philippines) and my mom said that the red rice was sweeter. We also tasted their native chicken—that I tasted a difference from the usual chicken we eat, and it’s really tastier! After the hearty lunch lola took us to the huts or rooms where guests stay for a night—and guess what, we fell asleep there. My sister and I were in a different room from our parents’. Haha! I slept for one or two hours, but my sister was so knocked out so I just stayed with her until she woke up, which was at like 5 or 6p.m. Haha! Thank God for cell phone!

We went home to the house (it’s only two to three minutes away from the Balay sa Humay) and had dinner. We saw Ate Che-che, our 28-year-old cousin who I think has finished her master’s in Education. Woo! Oh, and by the way, a lot—as in A LOT of our relatives from our mother’s side are teachers! There are Uncle Yoven (our grandparents’ 2nd child), Aunt Feding (Uncle Yoven’s wife), Uncle Domie I think (our grandparents’ 5th child), Aunt Delin (7th child, her family lives in Pangasinan and we often see them when we go there; she’s a Science Coordinator by the way hehe), Aunt Baby (8th child and Ate Jessica’s mom; she’s not really a teacher but she taught for some time before she went to the US where they live now), Ate Yvonne (Uncle Yoven’s daughter), Ate Lisa (Uncle Yoven’s daughter), Ate Chona I think (Uncle Junior’s daughter, she taught for a while in BCI but she’s reviewing for the Bar Exam—yes, she took Law!), Ate Cristy (Uncle Junior’s daughter), Ate Ytette (Uncle Junior’s daughter), Ate Joanne, Ate Che-che, and others I don’t know or forgot haha. Hindi naman adik sa pagtuturo, noh? When I was younger I didn’t want to be a teacher kasi mao-overcrowd na. Haha! Hindi sa dinodown ko ang mga teachers, no, because I really do think being a teacher is a noble job. But I’m not one to join the flow and I know that teaching is not the right path for me. But I’m proud to say na wala pang engineer sa Digamon Clan, and if I do it well, I’ll be the first! Hihihihi!

So back to the real story where we saw Ate Che-che. She’s going with us to Jovit Baldivino’s concert at the Batuan Gymnasium. Haha! Christian (our 10-year-old cousin, Ate Che-che’s half brother; that was our first time to see him) went with us, too. We didn’t actually have tickets, but luckily Uncle Milan (6th child and youngest son, father of Ate Che-che and Christian) has connections and bought us tickets there. Ahahaha. The show was supposed to start at 7p.m. but it actually started at 8. Haha! Jovit was really good; he had a powerful voice for an 18-year-old. Nakaka-wow. He’s my idol na. Ahaha. But it was only for two hours, and we went home at around 10. We just walked; ok lang kasi medyo malapit lang naman ‘yun sa bahay. Wee!

Labels: Bohol, Christmas 2011, Digamon clan