As with all good things, this tale must come to an end. Thank you all for your support of this story arc! I'm sorry it had to end this abruptly, but Anonpon is right: Christmas ended about 5 weeks ago... Stay tuned for more animated adventures with Frigid Drift!
(Photoheavy) The Annual Ilocos Sur road trip. As you know, every year we spend Christmas in Ilocos with our cousins from my dad's side. It's where most of our grandparents reside, and it's been a tradition ever since to travel at least once a year together to see them.
The 24th was the high of the break for me. Early that morning, more of our cousins arrived (the Perezes, Tallas and the Capistranos were finally complete!), just in time for our scheduled activities. We traveled around a half-hour to Santa, a nearby town and ziplined across the Banaoang bridge - but before that, we hung out at the old Banaoang bridge (it's already closed to vehicles and a new one has already been built). It was very scenic and having great company made the stay even more fun. I will never forget how fresh the air was, how blue the skies were and how the mountains and fields reminded us of The Shire from The Hobbit (lol).
The latter part of Christmas eve, on the other hand, was a different experience altogether. What once were just plans between me and my cousins became an unforgettable moment for us all - with our families, we watched the sun set and built a bonfire when it got dark. Christmas music - and some Coldplay in between - was in the air and most of us were just stargazing. Shooting stars were even more conspicuous than usual, luckily for us. Afterwards, despite the strong winds from the sea, we were able to light up and fly some lanterns together to welcome Christmas and the coming year. And after that, we went home, and the feast and gift-giving commenced. Those moments are just golden golden golden for me.
We started out the 25th with a mass, of course. Christmas was a very lazy day for all of us but as the day grew old things started living up. In the late afternoon we went to the beach again to just chill. It's funny and sad at the same time how so much has changed in that place. My cousins and I always came there every time we visited Ilocos, and it devastated us when a couple of years ago, people just started mining the sand because of its high magnetite content (dancing sand on speakers, yes). After spending the afternoon at the beach, we had our annual reunion with the Rabaras. Having a program and games doesn't sound very entertaining at all, but these people know how to bring it and I had so much fun. When the party was over, us 9 cousins bonded with our new Japanese friends Akiko and Natsumi before they left for Manila (and eventually back to Japan) later that night.
The 26th, our last day, was an ordinary day - savoring all that I know I'll never find in Manila once I get back.
Going to Ilocos is always magical. Yes, it doesn't grow on you easily, but once you ease in to it, you'd always wanna go back. ♥
*All photos snagged from Leanne Capistrano and Patricia Perez