When we planned out our monthly visit to the in-laws, it sounded exciting and fun. The first few months were amazing but after 2 trips back and forth, exhaustion became apparent. Yesterday, we came here in Cebu to visit Gran2x and Grampa, Grampa needs a cheer and a smile from Blyf.
You’ll know it is Cebu when the sea breeze has changed from fresh to not-so-fresh (I kind of want to be honest and nice at the same time. Afterall, Cebu is where I was born and Slum area is where I was raised). The boat docked and I faced Porters forcing me to let them carry my trolley and they are kind of annoying because you know it’s not out of kindness, because their services comes with a price even if you didn’t ask for it. Just like when a taxi or Jeepney halted to a stop in front of you when you didn’t call out for one and so you missed the one that you intended to ride because their huge and annoying vehicle blocked the way, which of all days happens to be the day that you are in a hurry. Port of Cebu is considered one of the county’s busiest ports. And the sight looks stressful when you have to walk few meters under the scorching sun to get to your vehicle or to taxi stands. Cebu used to be a pleasant place to live, in my opinion, until too many vehicles caused road congestion. Population gone up, crime rate gone up and pollution, well I do not want to get to that point. Rumor has it that Cebu has become the little Manila, I can’t comment until I experience Manila. Soon, very soon.
Our ride was already parked when we finally docked, my husband got annoyed when his dad said “what took you so long?”. He did not comment. We were silent at the backseat of the car until we reached home. We left few hours after we arrived to buy Blyf’s milk. We went to Rustan’s and left just as quickly.
Blyf loves the backseat of the car and she missed seeing busy roads, well-lit Supermarkets, riding the shopping carts and running around the aisle. Then I realized, Blyf is living 2 lives at the moment and I am not sure if it would lead to good perception of stability or if it would develop her sense of adventure. No one knows, neither or both. On the other hand, nothing is really stable these days. Life is a constant change. This is life, she is living it her parent’s style. One day, she’ll live it however she wanted. She might just as well be ready to be certain about uncertainty.
So there, I failed to work last night because I slept and I refused to wake up. I needed that sleep, I felt exhausted to my core. It was an interesting sleep because I had a dream, of bizarre cliffs and blue water, and I jumped off. Like I used to jump off the roof of our neighbor’s house to the water when I was still 11 or 12 years old.