I have always fantasized about eating the stuff I see on the sky. Imagine me pointing up as a child, asking my mother, “What is that?” and she replies, “It’s the sun, love. It is a star and it keeps us warm.” Then I go, “But can you eat it?” Until now, I wonder of the same thing.
Today, the egg in the sky is miraculously sunshine yellow despite the onset of the wet season. The hell will I stay indoors! On with some swimming and a lovely walk around Las Casas Filipinas de Acuzar in Bagac, Bataan. You might have heard of it. This year’s APEC Summit happened here earlier this month.
It is an exclusive heritage resort that features the best of Filipino architecture during the Spanish colonization era. Sitting by the beach, with a seemingly endless amount of sun, the property is a meandering tribute to the beautiful and historic houses in the Philippines that have been around before World War II even began. The entire complex is an absolute triumph of Filipino culture, utterly transporting and completely mesmerizing.
After swimming, my belly people rioted as always and I returned to their good graces with a little snack at the Filipino restaurant: pansit and halo-halo!
Of course, I lied calling it a little snack. Naturally, I gained double that of what I lost swimming, but who’s counting?
I had a good weekend. What have you been up to? Oh look, it’s the moon! I wonder if it tastes like cheese? Or powdered mustard? It could also be mercury actually, for all I know.