Washington D.C. Trek

Jim and I made the long journey to Washington DC parbangon itti Thursday 16 July. AJ wanted to show us his "world" for two years. He loved DC that he insisted that we visit the place before he finally say his good-bye.
The drive itself was smooth. Mapaka-kittang laeng for it was 14 hours of mostly "sitting activities" - jingle lang ang pahinga.
Below is the picture of the two story house. In here lived three young men who have been college friends. AJ occupied the basement. Cecil called it the batcave. The rent was exorbitantly espensive - $2100 a month.


The house is, well, as one would expect it to be. Neatness was a given option. Naungtan ni Cecil since she started to tidy up the kitchen & AJ will have nothing of it.
He toured us around Chavez Charter School where he taught Science subjects to high school students. The school was located in the less than wealthy side of town. He related to us that the teachers were escorted by policemen to the train stop every dismissal to make sure they boarded the trains safely.
We also got to see George Washington University Hospital wherein he worked in the Opthalmology Clinics. He actually brought James there for a refraction test. The older brother showed the younger brother the place.
The Georgetown University was situated amidst the rich enclaves. According to AJ the people from Georgetown refused to allow the public transportation train access to their domain for fear that Georgetown will be inhabited by the common tao.




We visited the Cathedrals and the St. Matthew's Church. These are grand edifices of worship but our own Basilica of St. Louis still is the magnificent one.






What is a visit to Washington DC without a postcard picture infront of the White House? That is exactly what Cecil & I did - tough luck Obama was not home.



Our last stop was the food goodies. We spent Saturday noon at the wet marketplace savoring their, you guess it right, raw oysters. Nalaing nga agkilaw dagitoy nga lalaki. They devoured on the oysters seasoned with tabasco sauce.



Actually, I've been to Washington DC before. I've seen these places and more. These scenarios were not new to me anymore. What was overwhelming was the fact that this time around, my son was giving me the tour. He was the one holding my hand and leading me on. That used to be my job as a mother.

The Chinese Sison

I have not been writing much for I have been preoccupied with a lot of pressing things. If ranked on importance, these "things" will all be there at number 1. But these will all be another story telling a lie later on. In the meantime, before I finally hit the sack, let me update you on a Sison na mukhang Intsik na malapit nang maging Intsik.



My brother, Angel Erich, is in Beijing, China again. Mukhang bilib na bilib sila sa kanya na he gets invited to be one of their participants every year. He is one of the few Pilipino doctors who practise traditional Chinese medicine. I can attest to the effectivity of this for I have been "acupunctured" for back pains last trip back home.
He sent me his latest Beijing pics and these I am sharing with you. You all be the judge.

Meet The Brit

His name is Daniel Lane. He came to Missouri to meet and visit the Enciso Family. We brought him to St. Louis downtown to spend the 4th of July right by the arch.
He got introduced to certain Filipino food and idiosyncracies. He witnessed how fast paced our lifestyle is, he even offered to help out water the plants. He is simple, very easy to please. He is my sister's husband.


James asked him ( in Papa's tone jokingly )

You want to learn Tagalog? Bas-sit laeng?

Of course, that required a lot of translation and explanation so as not to lose the "funniness" of the joke.