My Kind of a Rest Day

Fish Cages - Mayongan

Bolinao, Pangasinan

01 May 2010

The night before, my cousin Ailene asked if I can watch over her three daughters because she will be out that night to take care of some coal shipping. I certainly didn't mind the favor as her daughters aren't that young anymore. As a thank you gift, she told me she will just tag me along with them when they visit her boyfriend at the fish cages come morning.

Macallawan Port. This was where we waited for the boat cousin rented that would take us to the Fish Cages. Happy to say that the boat was big (no need to feel scared on my part), because cousin also brought her motorcycle.

The Hut. Cousin's boyfriend works as one of the supervisors in the fish cages. These cages houses thousands of milkfish, and if he wasn't watching over the workers, he would stay in this hut and help with the feeding of the fishes.

The Boyfriend. A candid moment of my cousin's boyfriend while he was watching over the girls feeding the fishes.

Dark Clouds Approaching. The girls and I stayed at the hut because cousin and her boyfriend sorted out problems with the coal shipment. It rained so hard last night and cousin wasn't able to bring tarp to cover the sacks of coals, so she really made it sure that the coals were okay.

It rained late in the morning, but just after we had our lunch, the skies cleared up again.


With Abing. With the girls feeding the fishes and me just watching over them, I figured I should just read the book in my bag. The book is entitled, "For One More Day," written by Mitch Albom. It's a bargain book I bought at a thrift shop (it's hardbound, by the way) for only p40 (usd0.92). A very great book that really made a punch in my heart. :) I finished the book in one sitting.

Feeding Station. Cousin Ailene got back sometime in the afternoon and took two of her daughters (the two youngest) with her because she felt a little guilty leaving them with me. I certainly didn't mind, they were nice kids anyway, but since it was just Grace and I left, we just took pictures after pictures and laughed our hearts out. Grace might just be 12 years old, but she's so mature it felt like she's my age.

Sunset. Before night time came, cousin's boyfriend came to pick us up. He told us the boat that would take us back to Macallawan already arrived, and since we needed to transport the motorcycle again, we needed to come to dry land instead of the big boat picking us up.

It might be a very lax day, but I was glad I was able to spend my "rest day" being in a different place. Reading a book under the sky and in the middle of the sea was certainly an experience worth experiencing. :)

*** Jenn ***