When some people break glass and broadcast their pains, I choose to be quiet and go to a place where I can think. Silence just puts things in perspective and calms ragged emotions and misdirected thoughts.
Too much voices, although well-meaning, are still excess from one's own voice. My personal formula: listen to 3rd person point of views then hibernate to sort things on your own. Decisions, especially market-moving ones (so to speak), should be derived from one's cognition.
Last week I was a tour guide for two of my favorite persons in the whole world (whose names start in A. LoL), Ai & Avs. The separate Rizal trips include Daranak Falls and Basnigan sa Kamalig in Tanay, St. Jerome Church in Morong, Petroglyphs Cave and Balaw Balaw Resto and Museum in Angono and St Joseph Church in Baras.
Daranak Falls
How to: Ride a jeep to Tanay Market from either Crossing or Cubao. Transfer to a Sampaloc-bound jeep and ask the driver to take you to Daranak. From the highway, it's up to you to hike or rent a tricycle for P30/head.
At the crack of dark, hazy fog and chilly air started to envelope Daranak.
Smaller waterfall cascading to an intimate pool on top of a hill.
Much like most accurately ambiguous things in life... This is a picture of withered but beautiful.
Basnigan sa Kamalig
Food&Drink: ♥♥♥
Cheap place for a night cap. Although, I enjoyed the Sisig, something isn't quite right. Pansit was a little too salty for my sweet tooth and the Sisig, according to my cousin, is too sweet to be Sisig. Good thing they serve Coors to wash it down.
Ambiance: ♥♥
Can pass as a shot place, especially with the acoustic sounds on the bg, but the interiors need a lot of upgrading. I think it has identity crisis: Am I a resto or a beer house... chuckles.
Sevice: ♥♥♥♥
They're very accommodating and courteous so they scored some love here.
Acoustic R&B renditions mixed well with the dimly-lighted ambiance.
Crispy + Sweetness= Sisig person
Gotta love a bahay kubo-inspired place that serves Coors Light.
Petroglyph Caves in Angono
Like a genuine student of the world, I'm still utterly amazed by archeological stuff, actually anything that has to do with culture. I bet Prof. Ikin Salavador (or is it Dr. now?), my Anthro 113 professor, would be thrilled to know she made a lasting impression on a Journ-Speech student (yes, Anthro113 is another elective that screwed my 3 1/2 years in UP. I took it just for the love of SocSci and excuse to travel. LoL).
Art & Culture etched on walls. These pieces of evidence of civilization (dichotomy of civilized versus barbaric) were discovered by national artist Carlos "Botong" Francisco in 1965 and dates back to 3000 B.C.
Color me yellow.
Braving the unknown. Tunnel slicing a mountain leading to the cave.
Your butterfly effect.
Through-and-Through.
Balaw Balaw Folk Food
Food&Drink: ♥♥♥♥
Delisyoso! First time to eat Nilasing na Palaka, an exotic dish of fried frog marinated in gin, and I loved it! Also had, Balaw Balaw, small shrimps on top of pink rice, and of course, my all-time favorite Baked Mussels with crispy galic and melted cheese.
Ambiance: ♥♥♥♥
I was taken by the deviance.
Service: ♥♥♥
The folks there were pretty nice and accommodating, but they need more dozes of the attentive pill.
A taste of exotic: Nilasing na Palaka
Sago at Gulaman: more vanilla syrup please.
Delisyoso. Nilasing na Palaka, Balaw Balaw on Pink Rice & Baked Mussels
St. Jerome Church, Morong
The church was built in 1615 by Chinese craftsmen. You can just glorify the bell tower with detailed engravings of history.
In a prayer. Need I say more?
Church facade. Like many Catholic Parishes, St. Jerome Church houses a sectarian school.
Impression: Church walls reflect traces of cross-cultural influence.
St. Joseph Church, Baras
When you thought you've seen it all... you'll be surprised how seemingly wonderful things can morph to something even better than what it already is. Sometimes we just need to be away to see the beautiful thing that we already have.
When I'm lost, find me here.
Worship. The grand and the humble.
Rediscovering. Might as well be the first.
Looking up in self-denial.
©Grace Ramos
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