Ang buro, bow

This is the story behind my "Cheer up" post below. Merry Christmas everyone! =)

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Have you experienced riding in a smelly car on an out-of-town trip? And I mean smelly. Foul. Ghastly. You know that Pinoy delicacy, “buro”? Over the weekend, my balikbayan Uncle visited Pangasinan in our trusty old family car. Before returning to Manila, he received a big bottle of “burong isda” as a going-away present from my Lolo and placed it in the backseat. Well the “buro” juices leaked and the car reeked. And it seriously reeked on the day we were all dressed up for my cousin Macky’s wedding in Caleruega. All the way from Congressional Avenue, Quezon City to Nasugbu and back.

I don’t know how in the world we managed but we did. Hell, I could even get used to the exotic essence of “buro”. I suppose there’s nothing else to do but shrug, spray Glade in a frenzy, throw in some baby powder, laugh, and fervently pray for a sudden bout of serious colds. My last laugh about this whole episode was a text message from my brother who could not join us at the wedding. He borrowed the car for a quick trip to the grocery. “Anong nangyari sa kotse? Ba’t amoy tae?”

It has often been said that there is light at the end of the tunnel. I’d say there’s fragrance. Photos under the “Cheer up” post were some of the sweeter blessings amidst a smelly and rainy, yet nonetheless beautiful, day. Best wishes to Macky and Carrie!