After two long years we finally got the chance to visit our own special place (again). It immediately became one of my favourite places on this earth because the last time we were here we were serenaded by this old man playing his guitar while we had our dinner.
He had a very traditional way of singing his songs. It was almost as if it was an impromptu performance. He sang old Filipino folk songs with such passion and such heart that, through his voice (and his guitar) it was like as if we were transported back in time. To a place where everything was so romantic and everything was so simple. I swear my wife was “kilig” throughout the entire evening.