It’s not Golden.
My parents picked me up from work (okay, relax, it’s the Pinoy family dynamics) and we went to Chinatown to buy daddy’s pasalubongs for Pinas. I badly wanted to drive through the bridge and so we did. It’s just so beautiful and it’s a constant reminder that i’m just where i need to be. Or at least where i’m supposed to be. If that makes any difference. Patience. Patience.
I have no idea what pasalubongs are but it was clearly a very worthwhile trip! Thanks for sharing
Oh glad you liked it!
It means “gifts” for people back home (Philippines).