What does this summer trip mean? Well, three things actually: new learnings (Chem Congress), CPE points ( for my ChE license) and travel (Palawan is new destination for me).
Three days can be very short for a vacation but more than enough for a seminar. To document everything that transpired can fill a book so it's more convenient to just enumerate the highlights.
We arrived the afternoon at the Citystate Asturias before the event started. There was a mix up in the registration. The staff was apologetic as she couldn't find my name in the list of registered participants. I showed her my receipt and confirmation letter and in no time received my kit ( which include an 8GB flash drive and a waterproof bag) except for the ID.
Plenary speaker for Day 1 was a batchmate back in college. More than that, we sang in the same choir of The Church Among the Palms and he was a weekly visitor in my old boarding house learning violin from Kuya Sim. When we had a chance to talk he admitted that violin was not for him and found his passion for cello during graduate school. So I listened to his talk about... ano na nga ba 'yun? In the same assembly, Grace found me. It's amazing that eons after Philjustech, not only did she recognize my face but remembers my name as well.
There was a get together for UPLB alumni that night which we skipped in favor of swimming at the hotel pool.
Day 2 was abuzz with non-seminar related activities. We rented a taxi for our morning city tour.
The first stop was at the TESDA Training Center where Bumble-Jeep greeted the visitors by the
It doesn't hurt to learn new skills. Second stop was at the center of Weaving at Binuatan Crafts. They make a whole lot of stuff from the woven material that they produce from products such as bags, purses, table runners, plate mats, and a lot more from colored grass. They allow visitors to try their hands in weaving. and the experience does make one realize that these products are not easy to make and appreciate their aesthetics more.
Why do adventures cost so much? The closest place in the city that offer activities that can pump up some adrenaline is the Mitra house. Since it was not really the highlight of the day's tour, spending was a bit of an issue.
To enter the house, one has to buy a ticket. What's notable about the house besides the affluence that is common to rich people's vacation houses is its octagonal shape. This manifests the Senator Mitra's love for fighting cocks. On the mantle are trophies of Derby's won and on the walls, portraits of the family members.
One can enjoy horseback riding, a hanging bridge walk or taking on a short zip over the valley.
It's a hole under the ground inside the a private property. It was developed by the owners as respite for souls yearning for some peace and quiet.
Besides that, there is an open chapel furnished with hardwood pews and tables, a therapeutic pebbled walk, a cold spring-fed pool and my favorite, a fish-spa.
To close the visit, one gets to enjoy a hot turmeric-ginger brew.
We made it to the 10 AM tour around the crocodile farm. We joined a big group of Koreans. It was disappointing that holding the baby crocs was prohibited and the fact that croc meat was also sold out.
Before going back to the hotel that morning, we passed by the Baker's Hill to check out their famous bean paste hopia only to find it sold out for the day.
Three days can be very short for a vacation but more than enough for a seminar. To document everything that transpired can fill a book so it's more convenient to just enumerate the highlights.
 |
Plenary speaker for Day 1 was a batchmate back in college. More than that, we sang in the same choir of The Church Among the Palms and he was a weekly visitor in my old boarding house learning violin from Kuya Sim. When we had a chance to talk he admitted that violin was not for him and found his passion for cello during graduate school. So I listened to his talk about... ano na nga ba 'yun? In the same assembly, Grace found me. It's amazing that eons after Philjustech, not only did she recognize my face but remembers my name as well.
There was a get together for UPLB alumni that night which we skipped in favor of swimming at the hotel pool.
Day 2 was abuzz with non-seminar related activities. We rented a taxi for our morning city tour.
The first stop was at the TESDA Training Center where Bumble-Jeep greeted the visitors by the
It doesn't hurt to learn new skills. Second stop was at the center of Weaving at Binuatan Crafts. They make a whole lot of stuff from the woven material that they produce from products such as bags, purses, table runners, plate mats, and a lot more from colored grass. They allow visitors to try their hands in weaving. and the experience does make one realize that these products are not easy to make and appreciate their aesthetics more.
Why do adventures cost so much? The closest place in the city that offer activities that can pump up some adrenaline is the Mitra house. Since it was not really the highlight of the day's tour, spending was a bit of an issue.
To enter the house, one has to buy a ticket. What's notable about the house besides the affluence that is common to rich people's vacation houses is its octagonal shape. This manifests the Senator Mitra's love for fighting cocks. On the mantle are trophies of Derby's won and on the walls, portraits of the family members.One can enjoy horseback riding, a hanging bridge walk or taking on a short zip over the valley.
Last stop before dinner was at Kuyba Almoneca which found its fame through the stalactite formation that looks like the face of Christ.
It's a hole under the ground inside the a private property. It was developed by the owners as respite for souls yearning for some peace and quiet.
Besides that, there is an open chapel furnished with hardwood pews and tables, a therapeutic pebbled walk, a cold spring-fed pool and my favorite, a fish-spa.
To close the visit, one gets to enjoy a hot turmeric-ginger brew.
We made it to the 10 AM tour around the crocodile farm. We joined a big group of Koreans. It was disappointing that holding the baby crocs was prohibited and the fact that croc meat was also sold out.
Before going back to the hotel that morning, we passed by the Baker's Hill to check out their famous bean paste hopia only to find it sold out for the day.
No comments:
Post a Comment