No, it's not enough that our favorite Daddy Ches drives the 60 million miles to get us to Tarlac, Pangasinan, Baguio, and back again to QC - he offers to make a side trip, too, to Poro Point Lighthouse in La Union, as part of his Christmas gift to me. Owww. I think this is part of why I'm so fierce and set in my ways: Ches makes me feel completely and thoroughly loved despite and maybe even bcoz of all that I am, so why should I change a thing, right? Hahaha. I know, I know - there's a long line of girls beating down our door and waiting to get their hands on him as soon as I breathe my last from all the bad food I eat. Get in line. Hahaha.
This was the first lighthouse we visited where we had to get the Coast Guard's official permission to do so. Maybe bcoz the Coast Guard office just happened to be nearby, and also bcoz it's located in some kind of military zone. The lighthouse itself looked newly painted, while a small structure beside it and the surrounding area look like they're undergoing renovation. We couldn't go in and climb up bcoz the door was locked and the Coast Guard did not exactly give us the key so we figured that was not part of the permission they issued to us. Hahaha.
So we didn't get to see the top but the lighthouse is supposed to look out to the China Sea. Hello, China Sea!
Another strange thing about this lighthouse was, the house is actually occupied by what looked like the lighthouse keeper's family. There were two young kids biking around, freshly washed laundry hanging to dry, and the faint sound of a radio coming from the house. Usually these lighthouses are isolated and there is just the lone lighthouse keeper staying there, if at all. So I didn't take pix of the house and instead focused on these two dogs who looked so serious guarding the lighthouse.
Ches drove for 8.5 hours that day, from Baguio to Naguilian to Poro Point to Pangasinan then finally to Tarlac. It's one of those times I feel bad I don't drive, bcoz I can't take my turn at the wheel and give him even just a few hours' rest.
Ches: Don't worry, I'm fine. This is what I call true love.
Me: Ha! So now I know your true love has a duration of 8.5 hours.
(Thank you, Chestnuts. I love you more than all the lighthouses in the world.)
What I love best about these road trips is bonding with the boys. They sleep only for a little bit when we're on the road, so mostly we spend the time chatting, singing, eating. It is during these trips that they come up with their craziest, funniest ideas.
Boots: You lose, I win!
Yoshi: I win! Period! Period! Period!
Ches: It should just be one period, bcoz if it's three then that's an ellipsis, which means there's a continuing thought.
Me: Baket period ang usapan? May regla?
Me: Boots, why are you thumb-sucking again?
Boots: I already told you - it's still my dignity!
Me: Why do you keep doing it?
B: It's deliciously yummy!
Me: What does it taste like?
B: Like heavenly joy!
Me: Until when will you keep doing it?
B: Until I die!
The laughter alone is already well worth the gas, stress, and body pains it takes to stage these road trips.