Pumpkin Farms

After spending saturday night in San Jose, we’re exploring Half Moon Bay. Although Edmund had been in this area twice for golf, it’s going to be my first time in this pacific coast town.

What was supposed to be a half hour to 40 minutes drive turned into a one hour and a half ride because of heavy traffic along the zigzag road going to Half Moon Bay.

Edmund and I were speculating that maybe there’s an accident or a vehicle stalled.

E——– “Ay shet na wi weewee ako”.

A——— “Ako nagweewee sa hotel”.

E——– “Kaya ayoko ng uminom ng kape”.

A——– “Why?  Diuretic ba ang coffee?”

(Tango)

E——– “Pwede kaya dyan sa puno?”

A——–” Ay tart,  wag, baka mahuli tayo ng pulis”.

We had to stop alongside the road beside the tall pine trees.

A———“Tart bilisan mo nakatingin na sa atin yung mga….”

He sprinkled his genetic composition on the pine trees for their much needed mineral boost.

Relieved.

Back on the road.

A———“Dapat may dala na tayong diaper, di ba may bigay sa’yo si Bess, yung omb reader.. para sa’yo di ba? Sana pala nadala natin”.
E——— “Meron ba?”
A——— “Oo”.
A——— “Dyan mo ko talo, hindi ako pwede sa Starbucks cup, dapat palanggana”.

Thousands of pumpkins

E———“Dito pala ang source ng pumpkins”.
A———“Meron silang veggie and pumpkin farms”.

A———– “Tart, magslow down ka, kukuhanan ko yung pumpkins”.
E———–“Dapat yata bumaba tayo”.