|Sofie collected me at 11.30 and we walked a couple of blocks to get a Jeepney that will take us to near her home. When we got out, she asked me if I wanted to walk. It was only five blocks, so of course, I said yes. There were some interesting things to photograph on the wy, so I am glad to have chosing the walking option.
When we arrived, I was very warmly greeted by Rose, who seemed thrilled to welcome me to their home. I met her husband Bing. They are sweet people, and very friendly. Sofie and Lyn were in the kitchen preparing lunch for us.
It was soon ready, and it was a feast to remember too. We sat down, and the first thing was to say Grace, then into the food. There was roasted chicken, roasted pork belly, karekare (which is mixed vegetables - string beans, eggplant and banana hearts, cooked in a peanut sauce), and followed by a dessert, which is like an egg custard sitting in a rich caramel sauce. All was delicious, and I enjoyed it immensely. We finished up with fresh fruit.
After lunch was finished, Rose and I retired to the living room, while the girls did the cleaning up. Rose showed me photos of their two beautiful grandchildren. And then we went on to the wedding album, from 1969. What a good looking couple they were. Well, they still are, but in 1969 they were of course, much younger, and a very striking looking pair.
After lunch Sofie's dad drove us to the 'beach', but sadly, no beach, no sand in this area. If you want 'beach' then you need to be a guest at one of the private resorts. But not to worry, it was still interesting. There were three little boys enjoying a dip, and one friendly little chap talked with us, and told us his name was Rafael.
From there, we drove to the hotel, where I chilled until Sofie came back to collect me for dinner, at 6.45. I got most of my packing done in the afternoon. When Sofie got there, we walked a couple of blocks to a restaurant that specialized in chicken dishes. It was recommended to Sofie by her friend Jill, who still being a local resident, has a much better knowledge about local restaurants.
We had half of a butter roasted chicken, that was lovely, and karekare again, with plain rice. Sofie laughs at me, because I have had karekare at almost every meal, since I first tasted it. I love it though. She said that she will teach me how to cook it, when she gets back to China. That will be lovely.
We walked back to the hotel, where Sofie got a taxi to go home again. She will be at the hotel with Jun at 9.30 in the morning, to take me to the airport.
I watched a great movie starring a very young Ernie Dingo, called Tudawali, during the evening, and finished off my packing, before heading to bed for a good night's sleep.