The View

I had an early morning appointment today in Intramuros.  It just so happens that the person who sent me on that appointment also lent me a car so I did not have to battle the traffic.  The car (and the driver of course but anyway . . . ) waited until I was ready to go back to Quezon City.

Because we left early, I felt sleepy on the way back.  Since I was alone in the backseat, I laid down.  I had a nice view through the windshield.  I saw the cloudy sky warning of impending rain.  I saw the tops of trees lining the roads we were passing.

Best of all, I saw the buildings.  We were after all in the walled city of Intramuros where many of the old buildings were preserved.  Since the first floor establishments were out of my sight, their signs and window displays did not distract me.  So I was able to appreciate the acrchitectural details.  There were the old bricks, the large windows, the cornice details, the stone walls, etc.

My only complaint about the view is the sight of overhead telephone and electric lines.

Maybe in the near future?

Let's Celebrate

Yesterday, we had a family reunion.  My brother who is studying abroad came home for the holidays and he brought his family over to the house for lunch.  My niece who is studying in another city was also home for the holidays.

My sister decided to cook pansit for the occassion.  It was already our midnight meal but she cooked enough to last us a few more days.  I had planned to get ice cream cake which my nephew volunteered to buy for me (he just wanted a reason to go out).  My brother brought some roasted liempo.  We also had ham, cheese and a whole chicken cooked in the turbo oven.

The highlight was the baby.  My brother's youngest turned one in September and is only beginning to run.  She is curious about a lot of things and stares to observe what is going on around her.

The wonderful thing was that she was in a good mood yesterday.  She smiled.  She laughed.  She hammed it up for the camera.

And she even danced!  When some hiphop music played on the radio, she would raise her arms and sway about.  If she was sitted, she would still raise her hands and sway her head.