Sam's ShortTakes Unlimited: March 2008

Monday, March 31, 2008

Got The Sun In My Eye

The heat is on (again)!
It's summer in the PI! Rising temperature. Longer days. Shorter nights. Sea. Sand. Sun. Surf. Bikini and tan lines. Buffed bodies and cold drinks. Vacations. Fiestas. Beaches. Sunburn. Moods - good or bad.
I am not a big fan of summer. BUT that is only because of my limited tolerance to heat or sunlight. Years back, I've been diagnosed with intense allergic reaction to sun exposure which lead me to stay indoors until 3pm, pain relievers, derma appointments and upping my usual sunblock's SPF number. Too much heat for me means migraine and really being lazy. Not a very ideal summer-y combination.
BUT, there are also some things I enjoy about summer - fruits in abundance, fresh seafood, swirls of fab colors, dressing down, travel, cool nights, the possibility of a summer romance, and going to the beach. Maybe not to swim since I can't swim.
For now, all I have is a drawing board of my summer plans. Haven't been to the beach yet. Haven't eaten enough fruits or seafood yet. Don't have a tan yet. Haven't bought swimwear yet. Still to meet in person the "spicy" side of my being "crazy".
Have I mentioned that there is a magical side to summer?
Anything - fun, scorching, sweaty, or sweet - can happen!

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Friday, March 28, 2008

Girl Talk

"24/7..."
"If you are, would you?..."
"Given the chance..."

Some phrases that caught my attention while I was psyching myself for another workday weekend at the office. When I was able to start my office pc, I shifted my attention to the girls.

I bluntly asked, "Are you guys talking about sex in particular? I heard 24/7 earlier."

Tess, one of our civil engineers replied, "No Sam, we're not in that part yet. This is still about the getting-to-know-you-stage."

"Hmmm, I think the best question to follow would be: Your place or mine?".

Tess started to laugh. "Yes, that's a good one."

(After that, I re-focused myself with unfinished paperwork. The girls were still talking. When all of a sudden...)

"Hey Sam...", it was Tess.

"What?", I asked her.

"Would you even consider having an affair with a married guy? Whose got kids?".

"No, I won't".

"Even if he tells you that he'll give you anything you'll ever need?"

"My answer's still NO."

"What if you're the one who's married, would you ever have a relationship with a single/married person?"

"No."

"Why not?"

I tried to put some humor in my reply. "You see, Tess. I have an aunt who's in the religious order. She is a nun. And my family might disown me if I get into a mess like that! Seriously, I'd rather be with a guy who's available and that means he is 100% single. You owe that to yourself, you know. What's the point of being in a relationship if you have to share the guy with every other girl?".

"Ah ok", Tess finally smiled. "But...(Oh dear, it was serious talk really). Have you thought of being a single unwed mother? Like, just get pregnant and not ever marry the guy?"

"Nope. I'd rather adopt a kid".

"Ok, you've made up your mind on those issues, huh?". With that, Tess went off to talk about something else, work-related.

I have nothing against those who are having affairs, premarital or extra-marital. I can't blame girls who've gotten pregnant out of wedlock and are now good single moms. I can't say much about guys (single, married or on-the-rebound) who won't own up to their responsibilities of Daddyhood. Or to those who choose to adopt.

People will always be people - wired to make mistakes, have bad choices or stand up for themselves. We are all created differently. We will never always think alike. But we are all given the free will. It's up to us to make the most out of that gift and deal with the outcome of the decisions we make.

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Thursday, March 27, 2008

Thursday Thoughts

Thursday is almost over. Time flies fast and it's gone in a blink. Life at the office is still hectic - always walking on eggshells and always (ALWAYS!) being careful not to ruffle the feathers of very unpredictable colleagues. Or else, I will get a lashing of mean words even when it's not my fault. I've been advised to show my innards outward and not be afraid to charge with my Ox' horns upturned. Or bulldoze my way to anyone who is being so unreasonably hurtful.
I've done a bit of hoof-thumping lately. Simply because I'm not stupid. Not stupid enough to just accept the bad words or being blamed for others' misdeeds. Not stupid enough to stay silent when I've done my best, but that is never enough. Someone will always find a way to bring me down and to find something wrong with the work I do. I'm not stupid enough to never take a stand in things I believe in. I have to show spunk without losing my wits. Smart bitchin' can be an art too.
Ah, my life. It's complex - sweet, unpredictable, fun, no high monetary value, always a work in progress. I still try to look for the positive side of what's here. Like not having a guy partner - which could be tough during days or nights when all I need is to snuggle. Like not having more than enough spending money - a working girl like me should know how to budget a mid-class paycheck. Like not being able to sleep at once. Like being taken for granted sometimes. But I have to learn how to like these not too pleasant yet doable realities.
Soon, it's weekend. In about two hours, my bedroom lights will be dimmed.
Enjoy the rest of this day, bloggers! Have fun too!

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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Rush Detour

Crazy and hectic days are here again. Pouncing on me every time. Much as I really hate doing anything on-the-rush, sometimes it cannot be avoided. When this happens, I try my best to calm down, take everything in stride and just do my best. But I'd rather not rush for the simple reason: haste makes waste.
If it's your first time to do something new, loopholes may not be avoided entirely. Some important details may also be overlooked. Time is never a trusted friend when you're trying to beat it. Physically, rushing tends to accelerate one's heart rate, cause uneven breathing, back-head-shoulder aches, and by my standards - rushing is a major pain in the butt!
There is nothing wrong with a bit of frenzy in our daily life. But wouldn't it be heaven if each of us can have a bit more of downtime? There's always a moment for anything, I suppose. Life can be better appreciated if each nuance is savored and every grit or grime is enjoyed.
See? No rush!

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Thursday, March 20, 2008

Half A Dozen Kids

When the adults trooped off to Tarlac this morning for a roadtrip, we chose to stay at home in Bulacan. Spending this Good Friday with me & my sis, are Joy, Ale, Leslie, Aira, Kurt & Betong. A happy bunch of youngsters with age ranging from 8 to 14. They're such good kids, maybe a bit noisy but then, that's how kids are. Most of their Easter break have been spent being together and edging each other out on playstation. Before my brother left, he specifically gave instructions to the kids regarding their playtime schedule. With 5 hours each (from 8am) the girls get to play until 1pm. The boys after. Then, it's cable for the rest of the day. No kids are allowed to go outside. Strict ang brother ko eh, hahaha.
For lunch we had seafood mac and cheese. Drinks: iced tea. And bread toast. Leslie & Joy helped me with the preparation of the ingredients. Leslie cried when she was slicing the onions. Joy almost hurt herself with the cheese grater. While Ale, Aira, Kurt & Betong watched the proceedings. The cooked mac noodles almost disappeared even before it was baked properly. It was a good lunch and I'm so relieved that the kids enjoyed eating too.
Now, it's almost snack time and we're going to make some pancakes! Wish me luck!

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Family Matters 2

There's always a lot to tell about family vacations, reunions, get-aways or whatever you call these events. Truth be told? Fun+food+faces = family reunion. Let me tell you how it goes in my extended family...
FUN, is always spelled in BIG letters. Whether it's from my mom's side of the family or my sibling's married side of the family. An occasion is always a reason to be with each other - Christmas, New Year, birthdays, death anniversaries, weddings, homecoming, going abroad to work, everything! I'm quite new at this extended family thing, especially concerning my sis-in-laws, brothers-in-law, their kids, cousins-in-law, my nephews and nieces. As a single woman, I find it such a delight to see and meet new family members. The young once are supportive. The young ones are lovable. Some of the kids would just look at me, some would call me "Tita Sam", some would rather sleep while others just love to play endless online games. I got creamed playing against my 8-year old nephew, Kurt, in 2 rounds of Gran Turismo 3 Playstation 2. Hehe, I redeemed myself by winning in the Tekken Tag Tournament. That was my first time to play and it was such a laugh.
FOOD, lots! Chinese, Thai, home cooking, fast food, ice cream, sweets, candies, chocolate, a lot! I enjoy eating as much as the next girl. It's also a good thing that the weight easily stays off with walking. Now, my throat hurts because of too much candies and chocolate. I haven't had the promised "drinking session" with my brother yet. I'm not so sure if we'll ever have one though, he just went out with his wife - to spend quality time together. I don't drink much, I'd rather mix drinks and watch unknowing people get drunk. Is that mean? Wait until you get a load of my vodka mixes.
FACES, all shapes, sizes, color, features, ages and dialect. Im still trying to put every name in each face of my extended family. Ate Eda from Houston, Texas and Mama Coring arrived early this morning. Nephews and nieces came in numbers. Hmmm, I can't help but notice that the stork have been busy visiting my sis-in-law's side of the family. Just recently Maxxis was born and by June, Bem will give birth to her first child. Isn't that exciting?
I can never tell when it's ging to be my turn to have my own family. Or if ever I'll have my own family someday. Yes, it would be wonderful to have my own partner in life, have a kid or two and be able to start my own family tradition. But for now, I'm ok to be with people I care about.
It's like owning a small piece of heaven on earth.

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Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Family Matters


Maxxis is the new angel in our life today. I call him the family's "wonder gift." He is my 2nd nephew. The 2nd son of my younger brother, Pips. And I'm such a proud Tita and Ninang (Iam both Maxxis' Aunt & Godmother). This little boy was born a month before he was due. At 8 months to be exact, a preemie. The most common neonatal births happen when the babies are 7 months on the way or full-term at 9 months. Maybe Maxxis was just too hyper. He was born via Ceasarean Section, never needed an incubator and is quite healthy. He is often asleep these days and he drinks a lot of milk. He's not a crybaby too. His mama, Puds (my wonderful sis-in-law) was unaware that she's on labor. By golly! She even went to work that day! She is one tough mama! Puds takes care of their kids whenever my brother is on his regular ship duties as a Marine Engineer. Puds and Pips looks so good together. It's just great to see two people so different yet so hapy with each other. This happiness can also be seen on the faces of their 3 loving kids, Florence Joy (Kinkann), Kurt William (Brad) & Hector Philipp (Maxxis).

PS. I'll be posting pics of Maxxis' christening soon.

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Sunday, March 16, 2008

when quiet meets quiet

...it means "spicy" (his take) ...it means "crazy" (my take).
Nonetheless, there's always something "unexpected, funny, sweet, and vivid" in the mix. There's "humor, thoughtfulness, wit, gentleness, and fair warning". Could be "GP or with sexy undertones". Shared or common interests. Maybe a certain vibe. Obvious individual differences. Or in basketball: either a free throw, a 3-point shot or a slamdunk.
Let me just say that I am a lucky girl.
Having turned a year older last Friday, changes have been taking place in my life. Change is always good. It can jumpstart an otherwise predictable existence. It is a reason to smile. A happiness factor. It's always a welcome treat. And a blessing.
Thank you to the "spicy" side of quiet. For your thoughts, time, patience, stories, laughter and surprises. Salamat!

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Tuesday, March 04, 2008

BicolHOMEPAGE: Your Guide To The Best of Bicol Region

Here are the articles I've written for BicolHOMEPAGE. For more articles, photos and other features, feel free to visit: bicolhomepage.com

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STREET FOOD, ANYONE?

BicolHOMEPAGE (Oct-Nov 2007 Volume 1 No. 4)

LOOKING FOR A MOUTHFUL ESCAPADE?
Want to indulge in something exotic? Ready to say: “Let’s make tusok-tusok the fishballs?” or “Hopia, mani, popcorn?” Forget hepatitis! Here’s cheap, tasty food with gritty ambience. This is adventure and cheap food thrills combined.

Street food is basically a quick eat from a street corner vendor, of often from a makeshift or portable stall. While some street foods are regional, many are not, having spread beyond their region of origin.


The Ateneo de Naga University is one haven for affordable and tasty food. Take your pick from a variety of classics like: fishballs, kikiam, ulam, drinks, sandwiches, palamig, among others. Business starts even before the clock strikes at 8a.m. and doesn’t end while foodies are still around.

Another location for street foods is at Centro or downtown Naga. Follow the crowd or let your nose direct you. It may be a health scare alright, but then, who can resist these masiram asin baratong kakanon? From sweet, spicy, salty, to hot or cold, name it and you can find it.

YOUR NEXT FOOD DESTINATION
Kinalas and loglog both have a broth base, noodles, meat slices and a special kind of sauce. Best served pping hot, with egg; sprinkled with spring onions and roasted garlic. Season according to taste. Team these up with baduya, banana cue or camote cue for a very hearty meal or snack.

Bulastog is boiled chicken eggs dipped in batter usually with orange food coloring and served with vinegar and white onions. It is a bigger version of the kwek-kwek which uses quail eggs instead.

Chicken nuggets are intestines or “bituka” fried to a crisp. Barbeque chicken gizzard, intestines, heads, etc. You can find lots of these in any roadside stall, along with finger foods like chicken skin, barbeque chicken, pork barbeque, etc. Best for pulutan or served with steaming rice.

Aside from having the usual startup capital, the necessary health, sanitation and Mayor’s permits to operate are vital to keep the wheels of this endeavor constantly turning. The return of investment (ROI) may be limited but the satisfied faces, full stomachs and happy diners are proof that thisis one business that is worth keeping on the streets.

STREET FOOD SUCCESS STORY
Street food entrepreneur Jesusa Niña Parpan Gunio gladly shares her story: She wasn’t a street food stall owner to begin with, but an RTW retailer, hawking clothes from Bicol to Legazpi City. After three typhoons and a car accident, Niña decided to focus on selling street food along the ADNUni belt. Her decision to do so was clinched when a former student approached her for a favor: their organization would like to avail of her food and services during a 3-day university activity on the condition that Niña will not inform anyone that she cooked the food. Her viands became big hits. Niña has since been invited to join the first six carts occupying the street outside the school. From a simple aluminum push cart, she now owns “S.O.S.-C” (could it mean “sosy”?) and two ambulant food carts as well.

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PASTORES: A uniquely Bicolano Christmas Tradition
BicolHOMEPAGE (Dec 2007-Jan 2008 volume 1 no. 5)

Long before Christmas trees and Santa Claus became a part of our holiday celebrations, the Pastores was the Bicolano’s beautiful commemoration of Christmas. The Pastores is a musical re-enactment of the age-old nativity story. Colorful costumes are worn by singers, in honor of the biblical shepherds who sang the first Christmas carols. The performance is done with an entourage of traditional musikeros, lots of dancing to the tunes of Pastores A Belen, and a generous dose of Christmas cheer. It is caroling, Bicol style.

Taken from the Spanish word, Pastoras which means shepherdess, it applies to both male and female. These are small groups from four to twelve girls with an occasional male or two. All-male groups can be found in Tabaco Albay. In Camarines Sur, these “dancing girls of Christmas” dressed in colorful festive costumes appear on Christmas Day up to the Epiphany – 13 days of house to house singing and dancing – commemorative of shepherds proclaiming glad tidings. It is the followup to Kagharong, the reenactment of Saint Joseph and the Virgin Mary’s plight as they looked for a place to stay in Bethlehem on Christmas Eve.

Pastores was once part of Pasko. The songs and dances are preserved and inherited by the family and relatives of the parabalo or trainer. Girls were usually selected for their good looks, voice and talents or being marhay magcompas. In those days, it was an honor to be visited by the Pastoras because they usually go to the prominent members of the community.

It’s been two years since the last Pastores in Calabanga Camarines Sur took place. This may be due to the expenses’ inability to catch with the returns. In Legazpi City, however, the Pastores Festival is held on December 18.

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TANOG BIKOL
BicolHOMEPAGE (Feb-March 2008 Volume 1 No. 6)

The local music scene, aside from being a source of entertainment, is also a way of living. It may even serve as a stepping-stone for new or emerging talents who’d either make it here and abroad. While most would have the best recording deals, some artists may also be one-hit wonders. While some struggle for art’s sake, others chose to forget the people who brought them to where they are now. While some may be catapulted into instant stardom and disappear just as fast, others remain solid and steady. These are the artists who will continuously provide food for the soul with their kind of music.

In the summer of 1978, “Lolo” Andy Belmonte’s musical career as soloist and folk singer took off with nightly gigs at the GIP (Grand Imperial Plaza). His hobby and passion for music led him to other people who share the same interest. “Lolo” Andy’s one-man front act soon became a group effort. Batch by batch, show after show, changing members, through songs and laughter, gaining support among fans and patrons as well.

Fast forward to 2002, “Lolo’s Bar” was conceptualized to become “the home of local performers”, serve as the prime venue for the finest Bicolano performing artists, and offer the best in food, music, laughter and ambience. One of the mainstays at Lolo’s Bar, Mixed Nutz (Feb 14, 1993 to 2001), held the distinction of being the only local band to play in 5-star hotels. In Nov 19, 2002, Mixed Nutz had a new name: Sound Waves Band with a varied repertoire, comic relief and punchlines. Other colorful names for the band came forth. One name was Q Tone (pronounced as “cute-ton”, or really cute in English). To avoid confusion on the local connotation of Q Tone, the name was changed to 4K Barrel (read: Pork Barrel). As 4K barrel, they’ve released a local album. During the last two weeks of 2007, the band’s name was changed to The Midnight Cabinet with its political undertones and satirical perfomances. Soon, they will produce their repackaged local album with 8 songs, all-Bicol originals.

Aside from the habitual changing of names, their distinctiveness also lies in these principles: Making mistakes is an enjoyment. Just be happy as the highest paid local act. Singing is not a profession but a hobby. They’d rather be known as a vocal group, not a band. AND their Ultimate Dream is to be the flag carrier of Bicol.

But when asked if they went through a series of identity crisis, the answer, amidst laughter, was a resounding “Yes, even today!”

The Midnight Cabinet a.k.a. 4K Barrel, has “Lolo” Andy Belmonte (tenor/bass); Jun De Loyola (alto/tenor); Tonton Hernandez (arranger/tenor/bass) and Marlon Amador (tenor/bass). Manager Ning Belmonte. Catch them nightly at Lolo’s Bar, Avenue Square.

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KILIG TO THE BONES An encounter with the legendary "hilot" man
BicolHOMEPAGE (Feb-March 2008 Volume 1 No. 6)

Note: I am not insulting our friends in the medical profession. I am quite sure that they are doing their best to ease us from our daily aches and pains. Please don’t take this out of context.

Magarao, a small town on the outskirts of Naga City has always claimed to be the "Hilot capital of Camarines Sur”. Even the welcome arch leading towards the town proudly says so.

However, according to Felizardo Villamer a.k.a. Legid (An Pamosong Parahilot kan Magarao), that statement is a misconception. He proceeded to tell us the reasons why. First, “hilot” means midwife, “nagpapa-aki” or “kumadrona”. Second, Magarao is known for its “para-hilot” (those who deal with fractures) which is entirely different from “hilot”. What’s more complicated is that, third, these physical therapists (“piso-therapists”), reflexologists (“para-lapo”) and massage practitioners can never be in the same category as the legit “para-hilot”. Which brings us to the fourth reason: simply because the former, unlike the latter, don’t pay any tax to the community at all.

Those were very strong convictions from Legid himself.

So, who is this man known for his legendary booming voice, seemingly endless stories, various contraptions and gadgets? What is the best way to know him? Go directly to the source. That, I did together with some friends, on a rainy Sunday afternoon. Going incognito is always an alternative choice to get information. Not to catch the subject off-guard, but rather to make him/her share his/her story without qualms or sugarcoating.

It was not easy.

After two unsuccessful interview attempts along the way, I willed myself to try Legid’s expertise. He felt my pulse and asked if I’m already married. (Nice ice breaker there!) I told him that I’ve had years of right foot discomfort especially at night and how I’ve tried reflexology before. He then asked me to take off my flipflops, placed my left foot atop his papag and did circular strokes on my whole left foot. He called his male companion who used an electric device to do more round movements on the same foot. After that, he asked me to place my left foot on an empty bottle on the floor and just roll my foot along. It was scary and weird. Scary because of the combination of electricity, tingles and jolts. Weird because I told him that the discomfort I’ve felt was on my right foot, why was he focusing on my left food instead?

All this time, he was regaling us with stories and anecdotes animatedly. His father, the original Legid, was a policeman who would take off his duty clothes just to roll allover the floor (“nagpapara-legid ngaya sa salog”). Legid also told us about his appetite for ripe Davao mangoes (which almost caused him to have diabetes), his glory days of ballroom dancing, how proud he is of his craft and of his family, the mishaps done by doctors who ultimately ask him for help and he even told us that his gadgets are imported.

After 70 pesos and approximately 30 minutes later, I realized that meeting and listening to the legendary Legid was quite an adventure - even when it was my first time to see him and have him administer aid to my foot.

And my right foot discomfort? Believe me, it’s gone.

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WEEKEND IN CARAMOAN
BicolHOMEPAGE (Feb-March 2008 Volume 1 No. 6)

Take the white sand beaches of Boracay or the diverse ruggedness of Palawan - and you have the best of both worlds - an idyllic haven called Caramoan.

The name Caramoan has been officially used since 1619, the date when it was founded by Fray Francisco de la Cruz y Oropesa. The first name given to this place was Gota de Leche by the Dutch traders. It is a hilly peninsula with deep gorges and a rough, rocky terrain, caves, limestone formations, white sandy beaches, an islet lake, a subterranean river, clear blue waters, unending coastline, and abundant marine life.

Dagos po Kamo sa ...CARAMOAN! (Welcome to Caramoan!)
You don’t have to worry about finding a place to stay in Caramoan. Our group chose La Casa Roa Hostel with its reasonably priced menu and airconditioned bedrooms with bathrooms. You can ask for a spare bed for a minimal fee. Cable TV is also available.

Soak up the Saturday sun
After a short jeepney ride from La Casa Roa, we reached our first stop - Gota Beach. What a breathtaking way to start off a weekend adventure! Gota Beach, Bichara or Paradise Island and Pitogo are just three of the frequently visited beaches in Caramoan with its powdery sand, clear waters and imposing rock formations.

Sweet Sweaty Sunday
Day two of our Caramoan adventure took us to Sabitan Laya, Caglago, Tabgon and other islands which, unfortunately, will remain unexplored simply because the motorboat we were in got beached. The boatmen took extreme caution not to damage the newly-planted seaweeds. Then we took a detour from the islands and climbed Mt. Caglago. In the early years, pilgrims used to bring bags or baskets of sand from the bottom of the mountain. They would take 2000 steps up to pile these sandbags on the base of a big statue. How the statue got there was a unique and touching story of concerted efforts – piece by piece, block by block. Each frame, stone, cement and sand that held the image together came from different places in the region. These pieces eventually reached the top of Caglago, put together by hand, and became what is now known as the image of Our Lady of the Holy Rosary.

Caramoan is considered as one of Camarines Sur’s last frontier. Steady progress is slowly but surely making its presence felt in the peninsula, hopefully, not in exchange for its untamed beauty.

HOW TO GET TO CARAMOAN
There are many ways to get to Caramoan. From Manila, take a plane (55 minutes) or a bus (8 hours) going to Naga City. At the Central Bus Terminal, take a bus or a van (2 hours) going to Brgy. Sabang, San Jose. You should be there before 10AM. Catch the boat (2 hours ride) bound to Brgy. Guijalo, Caramoan. At the port of Guijalo, take a jeepney or tricycle going to the town proper of Caramoan.

To get to Caramoan from Manila, one may either take a 9-hour bus ride or a 1-hour plane ride to Naga City (377 km South of Manila). From Naga City Central Terminal, one may take a van to Sabang port. Travel usually lasts for 1 hour. From Sabang port, there are small commercial boats that ferry passengers to the Caramoan Port. Hourly boat departure schedule starts at 5 AM. Boat ride usually lasts for 2-hrs and cost Php120++. One may take a jeepney or a tricycle to go to the Centro or the Gota Beach.

WORD PLAY:
"caramo-an" - what beautiful things you're wearing
"carahan" - a sea turtle abundantly found along the peninsula's shores
"nagka-cararamoan" - breaking one's teeth
"namo" - a wild plant

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