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What Is A Weekend?

It was my birthday weekend  and nine of my college friends happily joined me on a trip to Las Casas Filipinas de Acuzar in Bagac, Bataan. Twenty-seven years ago, it could have been a field trip for our History of Arts class as each house in this heritage town had a wonderful story to tell. These houses were brought piece by piece from their original location and painstakingly restored to their original glory.

We wanted to spend the night in the comfort of one of the casas but they were already booked as early as February. I searched the internet for a nearby resort to stay for the night and found a nature camp called Stella Mariz. We were given the only air-conditioned cottage in the camp where we cooked our own dinner and breakfast. Tracy, a culinary expert, took charge of the kitchen and fed us in style. Edward, my driver was assigned to the grill.
The night was spent laughing at almost anything, watching the stars and lying on the sand. We were teenagers once again, worry free and hopeful.. now, that was a weekend.


Casa Vyzantina

Casa Quiapo

Casa Baliuag 1

Casa Binan

Casa Binan

Casa Lubao

Ventanilla at Casa Lubao

A view of Escolta (which now serves as a hotel)



Gwen and Marita


 Comedy Central! Maryann, Becky, Beth, Tracy, Dinny, Marita, Gwen, Joel, Antonia and me.

We made it to Stella Mariz in time to watch the sunset.


The morning after, our little cottage in Stella Mariz.

Goats roaming freely.






Getting my feet wet.

The Philippine - Japanese Frienship Tower in Bagac, Bataan.

On our way back to Manila, we stopped by St. Joseph's Cathedral in Balanga to make our three wishes and give thanks for the wonderful weekend.





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