No one knows what a chubibo is, nowadays. Kokonti na lang marunong mag Tagalog ngayon, ako na lang yata.
“Deo punta tayo dun sa may chubibo”.
“Saan mam?”
“Dun sa may chubibo, yung may malaking umiiikot!”
Deo—– “Ah, dun sa ferris wheel”.
For curiosity and adventure, we stopped by at Sky Ranch where a giant chubibo was. P100 per person entrance fee, P300 to ride the ferris wheel. I just wanted to look at the view and make usyoso, we were not willing to line up and pay P100 for a few minutes’ visit. My son also didn’t want to ride the ferris wheel.
This place was where my little children used to ride horses. Edmund and I would stay in the car while waiting for them. There was no place to rest and sit comfortably except inside the car. While waiting, I would tell myself “sana I have a house here where I could take a nap while my children ride horses”. Kasi nagkakanduduling ako sa antok, hindi naman ako maka tulog sa loob ng sasakyan.
When my son was 10, I promised I would buy him a horse. I haven’t done that. His interests have changed because he’s older. If he asks again, I would, definitely. I would buy him a horse, yung mura lang, hindi yung pangarera, kahit yung payatot, bibigyan ko na lang ng vitamins. Saan ko kaya ilalagay eh galit na nga sa aso ang neighbor namin. Hindi na aw aw aw. Ngeeeee na.
We paid P50 parking because we stayed for 16 minutes. Dapat 15 minutes lang para libre.
