It was two days before Christmas 2017 when our family went on a three-day vacation in Sariaya, Quezon. It took us about 5 hours to get there from San Pedro, Laguna. We were 9 on the trip including my grandmother, my aunt and her husband, my two cousins, my nephew, my mom, my sister, and me.
We stayed in a cabin at a beautiful beach resort. It is a very peaceful place and the only thing you could hear is the sound of the ocean waves kissing the shore. We brought plenty of food that’s enough to feed an army, but we weren’t able to bring our own rice cooker and grill, so we rented from the resort. It seemed like we own the entire resort because we were the only family who checked in for three days.
I enjoyed playing by the ocean with my nephew. We drew faces on the sand, dug shells, buried half of our bodies, and built a sandman. We even caught baby crabs wandering along the shore.
My cousins and I also enjoyed watching the beautiful sight while singing. My cousin, Gino, played the ukulele while the others sang in chorus.
Waiting for the sunset is one of my most favorite part of that trip, because the yellow-orange sky made me feel relaxed and satisfied.
El canto conejito 