What's so fun about their batch is they unabashedly unleash their teenage hearts amidst the creaking of hip bones, the show of grey hair, and the bouts of wrinkles. More importantly, they always celebrate their grand reunions with their families. It just goes to show what kind of brotherhood and sisterhood they have because they want to share with their loved ones the happy past they had, while also enjoying the present fruits of their labor.
We arrived in Cagayan de Oro on Friday.
Most of the batch mates and their families were on the same flight as ours, so the riot already started at the airport.
Then we checked in at Country Village Hotel. Each family was given a complimentary kit--two T-shirts for the batch mates and ID's and cowboy hats for all the members of the group.
After lunch, the group was raring to set off for the first agenda in the itinerary. Although the temperature was at its summer peak, every one was game to go touring.
It was a good thing we were given cowboy hats to protect our heads from the heat of the sun. But the Daughter refused to wear one. She thought it was lame. Haha.
The hat doesn't look that bad, right?
Sakay na! Groups were assigned to ride in hired jeepneys.
The first stop was the Philippine Ostrich and Crocodile Farms in Opol. It was at least a thirty-minute drive from Cagayan de Oro. (Entrance fee is P30/person)
This 10-hectare farm was established by the Limketkai family in 1996 with only three pairs of ostrich breeders brought from Australia. Now, with about 600 birds raised on the farm, it supplies around 3,000 kilos of ostrich meat monthly to supermarkets and delis in the country at around Php430/kilo for premium meat. Ostrich eggs sell at Php250 to Php 500 each. A mother egg can lay as many as 100 eggs a year, so this must be a lucrative business, no?
This ostrich was not camera-shy at all!
I thought I heard we could ride the ostrich but I guess that would be too unpredictable and dangerous. And kawawa naman the ostrich. So we just had our pictures taken with these long-necked birds.
What'cha lookin' at, cowboy?
It's really hard to imagine that these amazing creatures are raised as livestock just by looking at them. They seem so tame that I could see myself having one in my backyard for a pet. That is, if I had a hectare as a backyard.
They look so adorable and camera-friendly!
At the opposite side of the ostrich's cage is where the crocodiles are nestled.
Nothing much to see, but crocs lying still with mouths open wide. Parang nasa theme park lang sila 'no?
Next stop was the Divine Mercy Shrine in El Salvador City, Misamis Oriental.
When I was young, the prayer of the Divine Mercy or the 3 o'clock Habit was prayed on television every day at yes, you guessed it, 3:00 p.m. Up until now, I still remember that low resonant voice saying "Holy God, Holy Mighty One, Holy Immortal One, Have mercy on us and the whole world."
Marian devotees who are believers of the Divine Mercy message find the presence of this shrine a firm testament of their faith on the Heart of Jesus. Hundreds of pilgrims flock to this site every day to pray and feel blessed.
Pilgrims' walk to the statue...
Almost there...
..and we made it!
The fifty-foot statue of the Divine Mercy of Jesus majestically faces the Macajalar Bay and, ironically, the mountains of Lanao where our Muslim brothers reside.
Coincidentally, we reached the place a little after 3:00 p.m. The grounds felt serene and sacred, but it was scorching hot, with no shade in sight. So we headed back after a few minutes.
It's good that I have a tall Hubby to act as a shade! Haha.
We ended the tour with a cone of Cornetto ice cream each. Ang init e!
The group was to have a thanksgiving mass at 5:30 p.m. Unfortunately, we were too tired to attend the mass. Sorry, but we rested at the hotel for a while.
There was dinner and welcome program at 7:00.
The boys...
..the girls...
..and the kids.
Everyone was in a good mood to mingle and re-connect with old batch mates. I heard that some people don't recognize the others (yeah, after 25 years!) So this was a good venue to recall and get re-acquainted.
Some brought their families along...
President EY Espiritu and Family |
Jong Lumagbas and Family |
Lope Icong and Family |
Sol and Flor Hayag and kids Sean and Emmy |
Eric and Adora Prado and Kids |
Raffy and Helen Musni and Kids |
Ma'am Aida Oliverio and Family |
Roel Gingoyon and Family |
Ferdinand 'Pinky' Cagampang and Family |
Luz Odchigue-Babanto and Kids
|
Edward Tang and Family |
Rommel Imbing and Family |
Gemma Bugas-Resullar and Husband (Their son was somewhere at that time) |
The Cacnios. With our kids Issa and Paolo. Carlo was sorely missed! |
..while the others came in pairs...
Lane Zozobrado-Policarpio and son Wisan |
Aida dela Cruz-Dumalagan and daughter Hannah |
Jort Marcial and wife |
Leonila Tariman and daughter |
Jerry Bongo-Demegillo and daughter Joan |
Gemma Gatumbato and son Pouch |
Others came alone.
Rosette Batiquin |
Peter Yosoya. What, the shirt didn't fit?;-) |
Merlie Dionson |
Kenneth Macatol-Enriquez |
Joanne Lao |
Eleanor Torres |
Arnel Tan |
Hannibal Bawagan |
Grace Permites-Ponla (her daughters were swimming at that time) |
Toto Ibrahim |
Inlay Amora |
Andro Bugas |
Andrino Odilon |
Dindo Elimino |
Emmanuel Bajarias |
Mongkol Ketriyunongkol (Hope I got that right!) |
Chittisak Uttana |
Whew. I hope I didn't miss any one. Luckily, the Hubby was the self-appointed official photographer so I was able to steal all the photos from him.
Prez EY giving his welcome address |
We were treated with country music while eating dinner.
Of course, could the lechons not be present?
After dinner, a magician appeared to entertain the kids and the kids-at-heart.
My Daughter Issa was taken for a ride. |
Emmy Hayag looked not convinced. |
Eena Espiritu was smiling at the idea that her finger would be cut off. |
It was time for the adults to be entertained, er, entertain themselves. Of course, they had a lot of fun singing out-of-tune...
Heck, even the Thais joined in! |
..and maskipaps dancing...
Sige na, 'Ta, tell them why you married me! Don't be shy! |
And the star of the night was their batch mate from Malaysia, Toto Ibrahim. Walang kupas at wala pang arthritis! |
More fun adventures the next day. To be continued...
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