It's always nice going to the Philippines - spending time with my family, eating the delicious food, seeing the different sites, experiencing the slow, relaxed pace of provincial life, watching the farm animals in our backyard, enjoying the papayas and bananas from our trees in the backyard, looking at the beautiful ceiling of our "Filipino White House," watching the children play in the middle of the street, riding jipneys and tricycles, pondering under a coconut tree, singing and dancing, seeing the rainforest and jungles and mountains and rice plantations, and bahay kubos, eating with my hands, shopping at the megamalls for clothes and shoes that actually fit me, experiencing the richness and depth and variety of culture here...
it's masaya.
a nice bakasyon. a good break from studying.
but there's no place like home...and i think the more time i spend here, the more i realize that the U.S. is my home.
