Many friends have shared good stories about this place. Many a Tacloban visitor has bragged about their wonderful experiences. Yet, they were not ‘push' enough for me to include Rafael’s Farm in my itineraries It was probably due to the fact that there is really nothing much to see or do there, except what they told me about the good food a-la first class hotel or restaurant. Most of these friends would tell me the landscaping is good, food is fine-dining caliber but expensive (of course), ample parking space, nice little lake or waterscape whatever. Yun lang?
Judging from stories, pictures and videos, I silently said, I have been to definitely better landscaped places with definitely more high-end type of food (and yes of course, expensive too), so why bother! Nothing seemed to even connect anything at Rafael’s Farm to the land, the region, its culture, people or traditions. Thus I was thinking, as far as I was concerned, there was NOTHING MUCH to go aligaga about seeing this place.
Only for me to discover that, this NOTHINGness is the most wonderful thing about Rafael’s Farm. The “nothing much” part, I mean, is something I totally enjoyed! Here’s my story…Yolanda’s. We were so engrossed talking about many things, updating each other about careers, friends, families, etc., that we did not notice there seemed to have been twice a change in clientele at all tables except ours. So we moved on lest Mana Yolanda drive us out with her “luwag” hehe. Nope, she won’t really do that, she is too “buotan” to do that! But at 10:09AM, where in Tacloban would we hang out to continue the “iristorya”? And the friend said, “you better see Alfredo’s Farm now”, so we zoomed off to it.
garden. Hey, I must say the ‘turon’ is one delectable version. It’s been sprinkled (I think) with nuts and cinnamon, there is lanka (I think), and crisscrossed with some syrup. Marasa!
After the solids, our canned drinks in hand, we decided to walk around the place, just for me to see it’s entirety – and to find a place to smoke hehe. Well uh, you can actually smoke at that main restaurant where we were, but I always know when not to light one. Most patrons at other tables were women, children and the few adult males were not (yet?) puffing hehe.
But we stayed in this gazebo for the rest of our visit at Rafael’s Farm, and this is it that made me say “I like this place”!
Just the swing gently lulling me or the friend. Just the two of us talking amidst the sound of cascading water. Just the view of “the back” of the farm that looked like an untended rice field soon to become part of Rafael’s. No fantastic adornments, no elegant or hi-tech developments. Just nothing but the cool breeze, patches of the sun’s rays playing with shadows with the leaves, some trees and some birds. The trees and the birds? Oh, they bring forth my Balimbing Story!
But let's do that next! Yeah yeah, coming in a while!