Christmas vacation in Manila

Hello guys, this is me again, Mc Lowins, and this is my experience in Manila. Every December, my family is always celebrating Christmas at our aunt's house in Manila. To be exact, we always go there on December 24. When it's December 23, I always prepare my clothes, pants, and anything else I need and put it in my bag. In the morning, our father is always the one who wakes me and my sister up to shower and prepare to go to Manila. When we're finished, my father says to us both, me and my sister, that we're going to commute without him because he's going to use his motorcycle to go to Manila to save money, and we agree to his idea because we want to learn how to commute by ourselves. When we are about to go, my father will take us using his motorcycle to the terminal of vans, and when we get in the van, me and my sister sit in front because the seats in the back of the van are already taken. When the van arrived at the terminal of vans in Manila, we got off the van and just crossed the road in the pedestrian lane and went to the train station called "LRT Edsa Station," just like our uncle said to us, and my sister went to the counter to buy us a ticket. While we're on the train, our uncle said that we're going to take off when the train says we're on Pedro Hill. I was so nervous at that time because I always overthink myself. What if I didn't hear the speaker say we're on Pedro Hill already? So I asked my sister to listen to the speaker too, so if I didn't hear it, I'm sure my sister will. When it says we're on Pedro Hill, I hear it, and I just say to my mind that I'm just too paranoid. When we got off the train, we texted our uncle about where we were about to go next, and when our uncle answered our call, we heard our father speaking to our uncle, and we were shocked that he's already at our aunt's house. Then my father jokingly told us that we were too slow, and we laughed. When we arrived at our aunt's house, we changed our clothes, and that's our first day in Manila. 

This is my second day in Manila. Our auntie told us in the evening were going to the Luneta Park to watch a concert there. When we arrived in the Luneta Park, there were so many people, and it was too crowded. When we arrived where the concert was being held, we watched, and we didn't know that the one who sang my favorite song when I was a child was performing. Here is the picture of his performance in Basilio.

After the concert ended, we looked for Basilio to take a picture with us, but unfortunately he had already left. But we did take pictures with other performers, here's my picture and the performer.

He sings very well, and I love it. After we take some pictures, we go home because it's already evening and this is the end of my second day in Manila.

Hi guys, this is my third day in Manila. My auntie gave me and my sister a gift for Christmas, and it was money, but it wasn't actually money. I don't know what it was called, but this is what she gave us.

Then my auntie said that we were going to celebrate my birthday in Ayala malls, and we changed clothes. When we arrived at Ayala Malls, my cousin suggested we play billiards, and we all agreed. This is my picture while playing billiards.

We play for one hour only because it's so expensive. The cost is 300 pesos per hour. We're playing me and my sister against my cousin, so it's 1v2. If you think it's unfair because he's alone, you're wrong because even though he's alone, he can still beat us. Then he said to us that he always plays billiards after school with his friend, which is why he's so good at it. After playing, my auntie said that we're going to eat at restaurants. This is the picture of us eating.

After we ate, my auntie said that we were going to Manila Bay to see the dolomite beach, and my father said to us that he's going home. When we arrived at Dolomite Beach in Manila Bay, I took a picture of the view there.

Isn't beautiful? When we took photos of the view, my father called us and asked us where the key was. My sister said our neighbor's cousin had the key, and we took photos of the view, my father called us and asked us where the key was. My sister said our neighbor's cousin had the key, and we took photos of the view, my father called us and asked us where the key was. My sister said our neighbor's cousin had the key, and we took photos of the view, my father called us and asked us where the key was. My sister said our neighbor's cousin had the key, and after she said that, my father told us that our cat was dead. His name is "iget." I was the one who named him because when he's a kitten, he has diarrhea. Anyway, back to the topic, my father said that there's a poop in his back, indicating that he's dead. So my sister cried so hard, and I didn't cry, but I'm so sad on that day. Imagine your birthday, but there's a bad news, when its your birthday, you will remember the day your cat died. My sister told my father that we were going home quickly. When we got home, I could see our cat lying down and not moving. My knees got weak because I was so sad, and my sister cried harder. My sister asked my father if we could bury him in the front of our house because there's dirt there, and my father said ok, and that's my experience in Manila. Thank you for reading until the end. Goodbye, God bless.

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