We went to the Plaza Bonita mall this morning and saw this big sign that said "Jollibee Now Open!" We could not resist checking out the place, and were delighted to find that it actually consisted of a Red Ribbon and Chow King as well.
This mall is about two freeway exits from where we live and takes about 10 minutes. From there, one more exit takes us to National City, jokingly called Nationalista City because of the large Filipino population. This is where Seafood City Market, Goldilocks, and the aforementioned food chains also exist. In addition, there are many turo-turos where I run to for a quick take-out dinner. I also get my fix of Tagalog DVDs in the area.
We subscribe to the Filipino Channel (ABS-CBN) and GMA Pinoy TV so I am up-to-date with news and current telenovelas. In other words, while we have lived in San Diego for 10 years now, it sort of feels like we are in the Philippines minus the dust and the traffic. So why do I constantly harp on my husband that we need to retire back home? It is simple for me. Aside from a sister who lives in the East Coast, all of my family still live back home. Most of my "best friends for life" also live in the Philippines or they are able to fly there frequently.
I realize San Diego is Jason's home. While he was born on Guam, and lived in Hawaii for a few years, this is where his friends are. This is where he grew up. He loves visiting the Philippines and seeing his cousins, but it is not home to him. Knowing this, we have an agreement. After he has gone through high school, college, and is well-established on his own, he will just come to visit Jimboy and me as frequently as possible.
We subscribe to the Filipino Channel (ABS-CBN) and GMA Pinoy TV so I am up-to-date with news and current telenovelas. In other words, while we have lived in San Diego for 10 years now, it sort of feels like we are in the Philippines minus the dust and the traffic. So why do I constantly harp on my husband that we need to retire back home? It is simple for me. Aside from a sister who lives in the East Coast, all of my family still live back home. Most of my "best friends for life" also live in the Philippines or they are able to fly there frequently.
I realize San Diego is Jason's home. While he was born on Guam, and lived in Hawaii for a few years, this is where his friends are. This is where he grew up. He loves visiting the Philippines and seeing his cousins, but it is not home to him. Knowing this, we have an agreement. After he has gone through high school, college, and is well-established on his own, he will just come to visit Jimboy and me as frequently as possible.
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