I partly grew up here in Pangasinan, that was a no-brainer because both of my parents are pure Panggasinenses. During my summer breaks I would go down to Pangasinan and stay for 1-2 weeks in my Lola's (my dad's mother) house under the care/training of my Tita. Training because I was not treated in a luxurious way like I was treated back home in Baguio. I would wash the plates, clean, and wash my own clothes (there were no washing machines then). That was the training I had there, I learned to be independent and money-wise (kunti lang pina-baon na pera sakin dun noh). And now it paid off pretty well.
I've missed this place, a lot has changed now but all for the better (parang ang tagal ko di bumalik). It's not that I was long gone, I just had to reminisce about how we were back then with my cousins. Everytime I come down to Pangasinan my stay there would not be complete without a quick swim in a nearby hotel swimming pool or, pag walang pera, we'll crash at the Lingayen beach.
There's one place I would never forget about, we call it Narciso (i don't know if I spelled it right). My cousins and I would spend our time here. Now that my favorite cousin have kids, I barely get to go to this place now. But we still find time to for it..:)
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| My cousin |
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| The race tracks.. |
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| My cousins with her kids..Cutie pies!! |
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| Cutie pie nieces!! |
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| by the pool side |
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| My great grand lola's house.. |
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