It had been in my bucket list for over ten years now. And
with not much prodding and planning, V, J and I dropped everything to spend a
day of motoring from one quaint town to
the next to visit old churches, savor local delicacies and simply to take in
the scenery around Laguna de Bay.
We drove off while the neighborhood was still asleep. With nary a care in the world, we were
confident with V’s reliable driver, Mang T; we had enough snacks and drinks to
last us until the next day (if necessary); and, with child-like trust, we knew
our guardian angels would come along with us.
