Last June, I went home to Tarlac for a week. That's the longest I've been home in quite some time. It involved some depressing carnival, a lot of food and a lot of significant junk.
There was a carnival. Outside, it looked so fun. Inside, there was barely anyone but the gamblers. It was almost empty.
Noel and I thought it would be a good idea to have a photo walk at night.
There were some kids, but even they looked dismayed.
What is a bird on a stick if it's not ridden?
Love the glasses.
And the lights!
Noel had hotdog.
There was this cute kid beside our table.
Don't wory, I asked permission from his parents.
Noel's a professional photographer. He's really good.
Still, more hotdogs.
I tried out his camera. It was heavy.
Ah finally. People.
Then we walked away towards the plaza.
In my hometown, everyone's a homebody as you can see.
Then we decided to have some beer.
The ever reliable T-ice.
Would I get punched in Bronx wearing this?
That night I slept with this outside my window. IT's like we never turned off the lights.
The next day I decided to take pictures around the house. So I'd always remember.
My lola's camera shy.
Fake pretty flowers.
Also, I got to read some books!
Armed against nightmares.
My mom. Loveya!
Visit my aunt's diner at the local mall! Food's really good and cheap.
I also got to visit the Church.
Artificially colored birds!
The town at day.
I also visited my old high school. Here's Dominic Savio!
Here's Don Bosco with Savio.
One of the small town malls suffering the existence of SM.
Cheap giant pizza!
I pretended to work.
Then we had halo-halo.
I swear, you should try this one! It's the best :D
Buddy and Popoy.
Buddy and family! hahaha.