Spring Activities

Finally, Spring has sprung! We survived the winter cold (but our power bill didn't) and it's time to stop and smell the flowers! Our first spring activity was to go to Kaitoke Park. Arnel was the designated driver (pending Ronnel's driving exam) plus the Baloyo car perfectly suited the off-road trip. We started by attending a Filipino mass in Lower Hutt. The priest's sermon was hilarious and enlightening and he had the whole church enamored. After mass, we assembled with the other Filipinos in the parking lot. We had to do it via convoy or we'd get lost and you probably won't hear from me anymore. And we wouldn't want that, right? It was a not-so-short trip to Kaitoke park. The scenery on the way was glorious with the sun high up in the clear blue sky and birds chirping away. We were surrounded by high peaked mountains with sheep and cattle feeding on the green grass. At Kaitoke, we unloaded the food we toiled to cook the day before. Doyeth's menudo con afritada was a hit as it was the perfect combined with hot steaming rice. We played volleyball... ok, i'll correct that-- we tried to play volleyball (i understand you had to hit the ball back and forth to actually call it volleyball). We went through the hanging bridge and did a 10-minute forest trail ( I admit Sunway Lagoon's hanging bridge in Malaysia was scarier though). We had a great time and went home tired and ready to go to bed. The next day, we all felt the after-effects of going out (as we were all home-bodies) and our bodies hurt everywhere. We had to call in sick from work.
Here are our pictures from Kaitoke...

Blazin' BBQ at the Backyard

We went to the Farmer's Market last Saturday and bought fresh veggies, fruits and fish. We then decided that fish is best eaten grilled so we decided to have barbeque for lunch. First off, we need a bbq grill. So we went to K-Mart to get one. We had to go with the gas grill instead of a charcoal one since it's cheaper and requires less cooking time. It was a comedy of errors for Ronnel and Arnel! When we got home, the guys took out the grill from the box and tried to assemble it but they found it a challenge because there wasn't any instruction manual. So they had to go back to the store and ask for one. Once everything was sorted out and the grill was in one piece, the next challenge was to make it work. They turned on the switch and there was no spark. They turned it off and on again and nada. They rolled the gas cylinder sideways, checked if there was a leak in the tube and tried it again, zilch. They had to call the experts to help them out -- and so the wives took over to save the day. I figured if they tried everything, there must be something wrong with the gas cylinder. Maybe it had no gas! And indeed it was empty. I called my officemate Dave and confirmed how things work in NZ. Apparently, unlike in Phils/Malaysia where we bought the gas cylinder filled in with gas, you have to buy it separately here. He said it was dangerous to sell it like that in supermarkets. Ahh, no wonder stores blow up more in the Philippines. So Ronnel and Arnel had to go to the gas station to have the gas cylinder filled with gas. Doyeth and I were laughing our heads off thinking of how perplexed the guys were when they couldn't figure out what was wrong with the grill. Tsk tsk, Programmers. That's why they needs BA's like me. So everything's settled and ready to go. Doyeth prepared the fish while I did the marinade for the pork bbq. I did it Filipino street style -- with vinegar, soy sauce, garlic, onions and chili. The only thing missing are the sticks and the Hepa B that you'd get from eating in the polluted streets of Manila. Haha. Grilling didn't need much time and soon, we were eating with our bare hands -- the best and the only way to eat BBQ for Filipinos. Hmmm.. I can still smell the vinegar in my hands. We had leche flan (Pinoy custard cake) as our dessert and belched like there was no tomorrow.

Here's our BBQ photos..

Visiting the Velascos

The next day, we went to visit Kuya Nestor and Ate Soc to have lunch. It's been a long time since Ronnel and I went to their place -and the Baloyo's haven't been there yet so we spent a good sunny day to visit them. We went to the big church in town and met Kuya Nestor there (we don't remember how to go to his house). The comedy duo (Ronnel/Arnel) was at it again as we got lost following Kuya Nestor's car. Ronnel held a map and figured where we were while Arnel awaited instructions. Soon, we spotted Kuya Nestor (who kindly stopped and got off his car to look for us) and from then on, Arnel closely followed his tail. At Kuya Nestor's, we ate lunch (it wouldn't be me if I didn't bring anything) and shared stories. We played Bingo with $0.50 per card. The first few games were dominated by Ate Soc and Kuya Nestor. They swore they didn't have any trick up their sleeve. I believed them when I won the next game, then Ronnel won, then Doyeth. Arnel seemed to be the unluckiest of the group as his debts piled up. We stopped playing before it got out of hand. It was a great afternoon and we finished it off by going around the bays and looking at the beach. I think I heard Kuya Nestor, Ronnel and Arnel planning a trip to the nudist beach this coming summer. Hah! As if Doyeth and I would let them go.

All in all, I think I gained 10 kilos during that weekend.

Here are the photos that Sunday visit to Kuya Nestor's.