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We were told at the end of the trip that a total of eight different great whites came by—two male and six female. It was an experience totally different from the safari. And judging from all the photos we took, it was obvious that we were enthralled by the sharks. I would probably be describing the experience with more intensity had I gone underwater.

My daughter Zia was among the first to go inside the cage. She’s always been brave and daring that way. She’s the type who can handle extreme sports. She also likes the cold weather.

Mo took a lot of pictures before finally coming inside the cage.

I felt so left out. But I continued taking photos of the sharks from the upper deck.

I stayed on the upper deck glad I made the right decision to stay dry. In case you didn’t know, I have scoliosis and had spinal fusion to correct my curve, which means, I have titanium rods, bolts, and screws holding my spine. And that would be extra hard for me to take in the cold. As you can see, I am trying my darndest to make my excuse sound legit. I hope you’re buying it

Anyhow, after the “adventure” with the great white, the boat went near Geyser rock so that we could see the Cape Fur Seals. It’s currently home to about 40,000 seals.

And on our way back to the hotel, we passed by a beautiful town called Hermanus. It’s where the people go for whale watching. They have a whale festival this September, from the 24th till the 28th. Sounds tempting. I’m so tempted to book a flight to Cape Town this September! For now, it’s another place I want to put on my wish list. They have the most gorgeous seaside hotels there!

But then, don’t we pride ourselves of our beautiful Butanding? Yes, they are whale sharks. Technically sharks and not whales, but just the same, a trip to Donsol is also a must! (Read more… )

Here’s an excerpt of what I wrote on a piece of paper during my flight to Cape Town. It felt cathartic to write about what I experienced. Read along so you’ll find out why.

29 April 2008
Mala Mala- Kruger Airport- Cape Town

Our ranger and tracker saw us off the small airstrip of Mala Mala. It was difficult to leave such an enchanting place. But next in our itinerary was the great white experience. So, we took a 20-seater Cessna to Krueger Airport.

We were already onboard the small aircraft for 20 minutes when I realized I had left my wallet (with cash and all my credit cards) inside the room safe at my suite at Rattray’s.

It was embarrassing. I was flushed with humiliation. I have never left something (or anything as important as a wallet) in any of my travels. I then felt a sense of panic knowing that my group would be leaving for Manila the following day! Zia and I would be staying at Cape Town for three more days.

I mustered enough courage to tell everyone what happened. They advised me that as soon as we reach Krueger Airport, I should call Rattray’s. We still had to take another flight to Cape Town.

I was able to get in touch with a booking agent and I was told they would call the camp and get back to me immediately. I said I’d call again as soon as I check in at our hotel in Cape Town.

While at Kruger airport, I felt so disoriented that I almost left my hand-carried bag before boarding the next flight. Although I had a feeling my wallet would be returned to me, the whole experience just left me dizzy. So I whispered to my daughter, “You’re taking care of me for now…until I get my wallet back. You have to make sure I won’t commit any other major blunder.” She smiled and nodded.

On a lighter note, my travel buddies, Dr. Vicki and Dr. Hayden handed a thousand dollars just so I’d feel some sense of security. I gave half of it to my daughter. It was hard to trust myself after such an embarrassing experience. I wasn’t taking any chances.

Cape Town: April 29- May 2, 2008

As soon as we checked in, I made another call to Rattray’s and I was told that I would be receiving my wallet by courier the following day, but they needed to charge U.S. $100 for the courier service. YEY! I could breathe again. They just asked me to send back the form which they sent me via fax. It indicated there that I would take care of the charges. They used the same credit card I used for incidentals at Rattray’s.

Let me tell you a little something about the hotel we stayed at in Cape Town. The hotel’s name is Mt. Nelson. We were told upon check-in that the main building is 108 years old, and the adjacent building (where our suite was located) is 80 years old. It was quite nice, except for one thing. The infrastructures were in flamingo pink! I did not dare ask if they kept the color as part of keeping the tradition. But I couldn’t take the smirk off my face.

Our company headed for dinner in a pier. It looked a bit like San Francisco, but in my opinion, Sanfo is much nicer. It’s a biased opinion since it’s one of my favorite cities in the world. Anyhow, dinner was seafood and really good. I liked the squid they served, it was especially scrumptious!

Mo was able to move his flight and stayed with us for another three days. Dr. Vicki and Dr. Hayden left for Manila via Singapore the next day.

I set the alarm as usual, at 5:30 a.m., just enough time for a quick shower before our ride would pick us up at 6:00 a.m. We were part of a tour that would take us to see the great white sharks.

The tour guide was on time and picked up several passengers in other hotels along the way.

The place where we were to board the boat was in Gansbaai, which was two hours away. Most people took naps along the way. I could hear a few over-caffeneinated people chatting away. I sat there mostly, just enjoying the ride.

The wind was extremely cold so before boarding the boat, I actually had Zia buy me a thermal jacket, which I could put over my jacket. She was the one with the local money, Rand, and she was quite being generous. See, she got me the thermal jacket without hesitation.

The boat we boarded was beautiful. There were about 20 of us on the tour and I had already decided the night before that I was not going inside the underwater cage to see the great white sharks. I had my p*riod and felt it would be difficult donning the wet suit and all. Not my idea of fun, really.

It took another hour or so before we reached our final destination. The boat anchored in a “shark alley.” We were told to go on the upper deck of the boat to see a clear view of the great whites. Some people started putting on their wet suits, while I stayed on the upper deck, eager to see these beautiful water creatures. The waves were a bit strong and I had a couple of lollipops to avoid feeling seasick.

The crew set the bait and it only took about five minutes for the great white to start coming. It was awesome how big they were! Most were about three to four meters long!

Did Ms. Zsa Zsa change her mind and eventually join Zia and Mo inside the cage? The answer, plus more pictures and stories in her next entry!!!

Manila- Singapore- Johannesburg- Mala Mala
April 26-29, 2008

If you visit South Africa for the first time, you’ll end up using so many superlatives to describe your experience. To name a few—magical, breathtaking, awesome, pure, exciting, unforgettable. And given that I still am reeling from my wonderful experience, the word “ineffable” also came i nto mind.

Last year, I was asked by Dr. Vicki Belo to join her South Africa trip. It has been a trip I have been looking forward to doing, since I’ve never been to that part of the world. But unfortunately then, our schedules never seemed to meet. She asked me again early this year, and finally, looked at April as our target month. Since I had a commitment the day they were scheduled to leave, she went ahead with Dr. Hayden and another colleague, Mo Twister. I was to follow two days later with my daughter, Zia.

Zia and I took Singapore Airlines on a Saturday evening, April 26. The flight to Singapore was only three hours long, but the layover took five hours. But it was a very comfortable five-hour wait since the Raffles Business Class lounge was comfortably stacked with so much food and drinks, newspapers and magazines, and, best of all, free wi-fi.

The flight to Johannesburg took another ten hours. The cradle seats of Singapore Airlines were amazingly comfortable, so we slept the whole trip. The food and service were also excellent!

But Johannesburg wasn’t our last stop. We had to take a local connecting flight to Krueger Airport, then a short ride to Rattray’s Mala Mala Game Reserve.

Our flight to Mala Mala was delayed for an hour. We were already onboard the plane when the pilot told us that we needed to board another aircraft “in the interest of aviation safety.” All passengers were only too eager to move to another small aircraft.

Mala Mala is an hour away from Johannesburg (or Joburg, as some people fondly call it). The entire area measures 13, 200 hectares or 33, 000 acres. It is sandwiched in between the Sabi Sand Game Reserve and the world famous Krueger National Park. It is a premiere safari destination in South Africa and the world. Take a peek at what it’s like by visiting http://www.malamala.com/Rattrays.htm.

On our way there, I was feeling so lucky to be spending time there!

As soon as we arrived, we had to freshen up for only an hour and get ready for our first safari. Dr. Vicki’s party had been at the reserve the day before. And prior to that, they stayed in Cape Town for two days. She told me that vehicle safaris have two schedules daily—one at 6:15 a.m., and another that starts after teatime, which is around 4:00 or 5:00 p.m. Each safari would take three hours. I wanted to ask if there are evening safaris, I mean, I wouldn’t dare go—I was just being curious. I guess no one in our party would suggest it either. The latest we were out there was at 7:00 p.m.

But of course you’ve heard that South Africa has extremely beautiful sunsets. As my pictures would attest, sunrise and sunsets at Mala Mala were indeed, amazingly beautiful!

The weather was extremely cold in the mornings and late afternoons, and that caught me by surprise. But I am not one to travel light so I came prepared with sweaters and jackets. I dressed myself up in layers. During safaris, the jeeps are equipped with blankets and hot-water bottles, so there is no excuse not to be out there if you’re feeling cold.

Our ranger conducted a short briefing. Meal times were scheduled as follows: snacks at 6:00 a.m. before morning safari, 9:30 a.m. breakfast, lunch at 1:30 p.m., and dinner at 8:30 p.m. We’re all non-alcoholic drinkers in the group so we’d normally skip social drinks before dinner.

Dinners were the most fun because we’d sit by the fire and exchange stories with other guests, and then the local staff would entertain us by rendering indigenous songs. It was such a treat!

We were told that room service was available but there was no menu in the khaya so I opted not to skip a meal. Don’t you hate that feeling of jetlag and waking up in the middle of the night famished? Add the fact that I’m a constant snacker, so I wouldn’t want to experience that. By the way, South Africa is only six hours behind Manila time.

South Africa was everything I had hoped it to be…and more! The camp, Rattray’s, had eight luxury Khayas (bungalows) with separate his and hers bathroom, heated plunge pool, outdoor shower, satellite TV, gym, infinity pool, internet connection. It also had a library, abundant food during buffet meals, and deluxe service. My perfectly spoiled idea of er- camping!

I know that five-star quality is not really what one would expect when he/she goes to a reserve, but that’s how things are at Rattray’s. Each guest is greeted by a very relaxed and is treated with personal service. In other words, service is so personalized that everyone knows everyone and everything that goes on in the camp, including rumors. Well, I’ve nothing juicy for you guys right now, but I have another story to tell after our stay at Mala Mala.

Rattray’s had highly qualified rangers and trackers from the Shaman tribe that lead the 4×4 safari. Our designated ranger was a 21-year-old local named Leon and our tracker’s name is Marka.

The local’s language Afrikaans sounded a bit like German to my ears but I was told that it was derived from the form of Dutch. Sometimes, I would have a hard time catching what they were saying in English because of the thick accent, and had to turn to my daughter, Zia, if she caught on what was being said. I had to be extra attentive, because truthfully, out there in the wild, I didn’t want to miss out on important instructions. I mean I didn’t want to attract any of the animal’s attention. My imagination would sometimes get the better of me—every now and then. I actually had this usual case of paranoia, imagining some wild animal would snatch someone in our group. By God’s grace, nothing of the sort happened.

The whole idea of seeing the animals in their natural habitat was much too exciting! Even at times when all we’d do was sit quietly in the range rover and just observe. It was important to simply respect how the animals behaved. And naturally, we took lots of photos.

The reserve guarantees that during your first day at the safari, you’ll be able to see The Big Five—Elephant, Rhino, Buffalo, Lion, and Leopard. We received certificates upon check out. That was a cute touch. I’ll have mine framed.

We also saw different species of birds. Truthfully, I am not a bird aficionado so I could only remember a few of their names. The vultures were mean-looking and downright ugly. So far, that’s the only bird name I could remember.

Hyenas were surprisingly bigger than I imagined them to be. The zebras graced beautifully on low-grass fields along with the wildebeest and warthogs. The reserve had lots of other animals like the buffalo, kudu, nyala, impala, and monkeys.

I didn’t spend much time in our verandah because monkeys would casually spend time there. I heard they bite so I didn’t want to take chances.

One of the most graceful animals I saw, grazing at the reserve, were the giraffes. But I found them a bit elusive. I’ve only seen them in zoos and had no idea they could run so fast. They didn’t seem to like the 4×4 getting near them.

The hippopotamuses were submerged in the water and I was only able to get a glimpse of them wiggling their ears. There was a lone crocodile which looked like a piece of land to me. Which brings to mind—if I walked alone in the reserve, I’d probably be a goner in 60 seconds. The animals camouflage so well!

One of my favorite animals at the reserve would have to be the Rhinoceros. They were massive and looked like elephants from afar.

It was such a shame we couldn’t go as near as we could the lions. It was unbelievable how our jeep could be just six-feet away a whole pride! The pride we saw had three females and eight cubs. We also couldn’t go , we just watched them from a safe distance.

My group’s favorite safari moment would have to be seeing a leopard cub up in a tree. It was frightened and waited for it’s Mum to give her the signal to come down. It was something beautiful to witness and according to our ranger, a very unique moment.

We were told later on by the first group who were there that a pack of hyenas came and the mother leopard had to make her cub climb the tree. The mum ran so the hyenas would chase her and spare her cub. She eventually returned to her cub when she deemed it safe.

I did not witness a “kill” but I did see three female lions going after a buffalo. To my knowledge, the buffalo got away. I’m not sure if witnessing a “kill” was something I would want to experience, and I know for sure it’s not something I would enjoy seeing. Whenever I watch the Animal Channel or National Geographic, I turn the channel each time I see a poor animal being devoured by another. But such is the way of life in the jungle.

Zia and I were able to experience a total of four safari trips during our short stay at the reserve.

I know, two nights didn’t seem enough…but our group had to move to Johannesburg for another adventure: The Great White Experience. And that, my dear friends, is what my next journal will be all about.

P.S.

We had the best time and I have to acknowledge that the trip with my daughter is a gracious gift from Dr. Vicki and Dr. Hayden. My deepest and sincerest thanks goes to the couple.

March 1-3, 2008, SAN FRANCISCO

I realized during our San Francisco trip that Dolphy’s last trip to the States was four years ago. Ang tagal na pala! Naging busy kasi s’ya sa mga sitcom n’ya noon. Ang hirap din naman kasing mag-haggle for advanced taping.

Pumunta kami ng Sanfo para madalaw yung mga anak ni Dolphy at yung ibang kaibigan n’ya sa Bay Area.

Sobrang delayed ng flight namin from Mc Carren airport to San Francisco—mga six hours yata kaming naghintay.

When we arrived at the airport in San Francisco, we took a cab to our hotel and just had room service. Then, we made plans for the next day.

Kinaumagahan, sinalubong kami ng mga anak ni Dolphy na sina Boy and Donna. Boy is the eldest child of Dolphy, s’ya din yung Dad ni Dos or Boy 2.

Donna is Eric’s younger sister. She is now based in the U.S. with their Mom, Pamela.

Papasok pa lang ang spring kaya may kalamigan pa nung dumating kami.

Lamigin ako kaya hirap na hirap ako nung nasa S.F. kami. But we had to go to places to visit our friends and family, so I couldn’t stay indoors.

Pagkatapos naming dalawin yung kumpare at kumare ni Dolphy na sina Nick at Diding Estacio sa bahay nila sa Freemont, nag-lunch kami sa restaurant nina Pamela na Pinoy-Pinay sa Vallejo.

Ang dami naming nakain! Panay ang picture-taking namin at enjoy ako sa mga cooking tips na binigay sa akin ni Pamela. Kinulit ko kasi s’ya about so many of her recipes. She is Kapampangan, and she cooks so well. I especially loved the bopis they served in the restaurant.

No offense meant, pero sa lahat ‘ata ng naging ex ni Dolphy, pinakamagaan ang loob ko sa kanya. I don’t know why, but since the time I met her during the wake of Dolphy’s brother in L.A. in 1994, we hit it off instantly.

Here’s our picture, together with our daughters Donna (left) and Zia (right).

Dumaan din kami sa bahay nina Boy para kamustahin yung asawa n’ya at mga anak. Mahilig talaga si Boy mag-alaga ng mga hayop, kahit nung nandito pa s’ya sa Manila.

Medyo pagod kami sa biyahe, pero ako lang ‘ata ang may jet lag kahit na ^second week na namin sa States. Nakatulog ako sa sala. Paggising ko, madaming bisita si Boy for the weekend poker.

The following day, pinasyal kami nila Boy at Pamela. We took a day trip to Napa Valley. I have heard so much about this place, and it was my first time to visit it. Naalala ko tuloy yung napanood kong movie na Sideways filmed in Napa.

Personally, I would have enjoyed the trip more had we stayed a day or two. The place is so laid-back.

Napa has so many vineyards, and they have wine tasting. Corny ako pagdating sa inuman, never ko talaga naging trip, but I loved the place! I would love to go back with my family and check in at one of the quaint hotels there someday.

March 3-9, 2008, LOS ANGELES

We took the afternoon flight to L.A. and we were welcomed by Dolphy’s kids—Kit, Sonny, Dino, and Edwin. May apo rin si Dolphy, Zymon, who happens to be my inaanak.

Sa tutoo lang, t’wing kakain kami sa labas sa L.A., hindi kami pinapabayad ng mga anak at kaibigan ni Dolphy. Kaya naman, nagtabaan na kami! Pero ang rule namin ni Dolphy, kapag nasa bakasyon kami, wala munang diet-diet. Kaya enjoy kami talaga sa kainan.

During our stay in L. A., we were billeted in two hotels. The promoters of the first Vision Awards booked us at the Hilton Universal. But place was full (prior to the awards night), so I booked us a room at the Renaissance, which is behind the Kodak Theater.

When we moved to Hilton Universal, I brought my daughter Zia to Universal Studios. We visited the theme park numerous times before, but I always love it when the place is not so crowded. We were excited to see the studio tour’s new attractions like Wisteria Lane from Desperate Housewives, set replica of War of the Worlds, and the explosive effects of the movie Fast and the Furious.

We also got to stroll around Universal’s City walk.

As you all know by now, Dolphy was a recipient of two Vision Awards last February 8, 2008. He was given the Legendary Award for Comedy and a Lifetime Achievement Award.

Kodak Theater is beautiful and grand! It was quite unbelievable I was at the same place where the Oscar’s was just held weeks ago. I was starstruck just thinking about all those celebrities who sat on the same seat!

Since I came unprepared (wala akong dalang gown, halatang never akong nag-girl scout!), I went through the theater door with Zia. Dolphy walked the red carpet with his son, Eric.

Nung gabing yun, masasabi mo talaga sa sarili mo na, “Proud akong maging Pinoy!” Nakakataba ng puso isipin na napakaraming Pinoy sa America ang naging parte na ng Hollywood at iniidolo ng buong mundo. Ang ganda ng mga musical numbers at s’yempre, yung mga bisitang awardees from Manila were very impressive, too.

Part of the audience that night were friends from showbiz I have not seen for a long time, like Jam Morales (the one in photo), former members of Music and Magic like Jet Montelibano, wife Edith M (who was my former manager and incidentally, they were in charge of production that night), Eva and Fe de los Reyes.

I was seated beside Isabella (Kuh’s daughter) and Frieda Fonda, who now goes by the name Dr. Frieda Brookshire.

To have gathered all of the celebrities under one roof, Visionary Awards was a success! I hope the next will be as equally successful as the first.

We had the chance to see only one play, Wicked at the Pantages, as we didn’t have that much time. I was so happy to be finally watching it. My i-Pod has its soundtrack.

Our trip would not have been complete without the farewell/get-together party. It was held at Jane Quizon’s home in Buena Park. Jane and Pamela cooked. Eric made some pasta. Ang saya, puro kainan!

It was a memorable trip to the U.S., time well spent with family and close friends. Thanks for tourin’ Sanfo and L.A. with me and my family, until next time.

February 21-29, 2008

As you know by now, I frequent the sin city not to gamble at the casino but to visit family. I call it my second home. I’ve been visiting Las Vegas for the past 20 years, and I have seen how much the city has grown. My parents still keep their old home on Sandhill Road, but most of them stay in Henderson now.

I don’t really know much about Henderson. My parents have been living there for the past five years, but I only took effort in knowing how to get to their house this year.

During my previous trips, I would visit my parents just for a couple of days, in between touring. So I was mostly in a daze, jetlagged, and tired. There was even a time when I went there just for the treatment of my urethra. I came from Canada then.

Sometimes, in between cities where I would be performing, I’d luckily get to take two short trips to Vegas.

It has been my home here in the U.S., so I go whenever I get the chance.

Back in the early ‘90s, when Dolphy bought me a house at The Lakes. I only lived there during the time I was pregnant with Zia. But after a couple of years, we decided to sell the place.

After my parents’ 50^th wedding anniversary party, the first thing we thought of doing was shopping. I love the Fashion Show Mall. I went shoe crazy, picking every new pair which has my size, and in colors I needed. I couldn’t say how many pairs I bought. It would be much too sinful. I felt so Imeldific.

And since I was in the mood to justify this craving, let me tell you about my shoe size. It is rarely available in Manila. It is a size I share with Lucy Torres-Gomez and Charlene Gonzales-Muhlach. These women are way taller than me. So I feel somewhat of a freak.

So, as you can see, for non-gamblers like me, Vegas is not only shopping haven, but also a getaway place. With all the beautiful hotels and shows and restaurants, there is so much to do. Here’s a shot taken at Maggiano’s Little Italy, a US chain of family style restaurants.

I never had the chance to see The Wynn Hotel so I had been curious about the place.

Finally, we’re able to book early dinner at the SW. The place is unique. I don’t know how to explain it, but while you’re having dinner, you’ll hear and see some sort of music and lights show every 20 minutes. A Pinoy waiter named Robert was assigned to serve our table and he recommended that we try their steak, and it was superb! He graciously gave complimentary wine for Dolphy and dessert for us.

After dinner, we went to see Monty Python’s Spamalot, also at the Wynn. We enjoyed the show. It was hilarious.

The day before that, my girls, together with my Mom, watched Phantom of the Opera. I only got three tickets since Dolphy wanted to rest after shopping. So the tickets were intentionally meant for me, Karylle and Zia. But since Karylle put me on a guilt trip—she asked why I did not buy a ticket for Manga (I totally forgot about my mom), I just told them to watch it with her. Dolphy and I had seen the play.

When they got home, they were teasing me about how magnificent the set was and how the chandelier in the middle of the stage flew around and dropped at the audience. I retaliated by saying, “I don’t mind since it was Sarah Brightman I saw playing the role of Christine.” But of course, in my head, I was already planning to watch the Vegas version as well. The production here seems to have the most elaborate sets.

The girls lovingly played tricks on me and vice versa. Since Karylle and Zia shared a room at my parents’ house, they asked to be tucked in bed. I answered curtly, “Bakit pa?” and left the room. When I returned, I saw my Mom in between the girls, and they told me they voted me off as Mom, and that Manga was their new Mom because she tucked them in. So from then on, it became a running gag. They would ask to be tucked in bed before sleeping every night.

I was planning to watch Bette Midler’s show Wednesday evening but fell asleep due to jetlag, so I promised myself that I’d catch it when I go back to Vegas this summer. But when I checked the schedule, I discovered a little too late that her act would end in March. Bummer. I pray that I can catch Bette Midler perform in another city. She is funny, witty, and of course, divine!

Cher is taking over the Caesar’s venue. I have yet to see this other diva perform, so I’m just as excited.

We went back again to the Mac store at the Fashion Show Mall. Karylle bought a Mac Book Pro. I nagged her endlessly that hers is the only computer without a camera. And so I was happy when she told me she was finally getting one. She had the money to pay for it. But I told her it’s better to pay with my credit card than to pay cash in case something is wrong with the unit. And then I asked for 500 dollars since I had some other bills to settle.

What I forgot to mention was that it would already be my birthday gift since her birthday falls this month. I also gave her a pair of beautiful Guiseppe Zannoti shoes, one of my favorite brands. Just like me, she jokingly calls ‘em shoes fo sho or to those who don’t get the drift, “shoes for show” or shoes we use for concerts.

Since Karylle’s Vegas trip was coming to an end (she only stayed for a week), she had to have more shopping to do. We dropped her off to this mall called Miracle Mile, while I had dinner with my family and some friends. Karylle just took a cab and joined us after shopping.

And since we were also headed for San Francisco the same week, there were so many exhibits we missed seeing, like the Bodies the Exhibition and Titanic Artifact Exhibition, at the Tropicana. Sayang.

I also have yet to see other shows. A week in Vegas is not even enough time.

But in any case, we were able to do what was most important, the purpose of our trip, which was to celebrate my parents’ 50^th wedding anniversary.

I have disappointed some people at the First Filipino-American Visionary Awards, held at Kodak Theater in Los Angeles, California, last March 7.

And for this, I humbly apologize.

I didn’t realize then that I would be misunderstood.

Allow me to give you a background. Dolphy was one of the recipients of the First Filipino-American Visionary Awards. He received two awards that night—the Legend Award for Comedy and Lifetime Achievement Award, the latter was given to him as a surprise.

Since RVQ had no production people with us (we were vacationing at the time), it was me—along with Dolphy’s children, Eric and Kit—who accompanied Dolphy to the theater.

After the awards were given to the recipients, there was the usual picture taking onstage, and so, we waited for Dolphy to finish. I stayed and waited with my daughter in an area where some people wanted to take pictures, which I accommodated.

But one mistake I made that night was designating my self as Dolphy’s P.A. (production assistant). I made it my job to take him out of the venue, look after his welfare, etc. It was hard. And that, I assume, is where the problem started and where I had gone wrong. I concentrated too much on my self-designated job, ergo, some took it as being suplada.

I was preoccupied all throughout the show. My mind was racing how I was going to take Dolphy out of the theater. We were given backstage passes, but there were about 30 of Dolphy’s friends and relatives in attendance. And out of that 30 passes, only 2 were VIP bracelets. We totally dismissed the idea of attending the after-event party and the limo ride back to the hotel. Nakakahiya naman sa mga kasama namin.

Looking for a ride, I asked Dolphy’s children, Kit and Dino, to take their Dad to their car because my daughter Zia and I had to go back to the theater and get our camera back. (Kodak Theater does not allow unofficial cameras inside so we were asked to deposit upon entrance.) So, we lined up.

When we got out of the theater, a lot of fans, who just got their cameras, wanted to take photos. They saw me and I accommodated some people. While this was happening, I was looking for my daughter and the crowd suddenly became thicker. The place had a low ceiling and I suddenly felt a rush of panic. I honestly didn’t know what came over me then. My heart was beating fast and I felt like crying. I was seriously scared.

Then I saw Dolphy’s nephew and I cried out for help. I think this was the point when some fans got disappointed at me because I asked to be whisked away.

GRANADAHILLS posted this comment in defense of Richard Gutierrez’s “snub” attitude that night (click this LINK for the article), I quote:

“The truth is, isa lang ang suplada that night—that was Zsa Zsa Padilla—we were very disappointed. Maybe Zsa Zsa thought na ordinaryong fans lang kami, just trying to get a picture with them, but sad to say—i dont need to tell you my assets here in America. Sayang nga lang—she should have been very nice to us because above all—dahil sa fans kaya sila nasa kinalalagyan nila ngayon!!!”

I have pondered on my actions that night and I know there is no excuse for an artist like me to turn down an autograph or a photo-op. So to you, GRANADAHILLS, I apologize. And to the other people I may have offended that night, please accept my apologies. I am truly very sorry.

Because you are all important to me, it will be with best effort that the same incident will not happen again. Thank you. I was enlightened.

Lastly, contrary to what some people may think, I do know how important fans are, and that I wouldn’t be where I am today if not for them.

Note: I am going to write about my Kodak Theater experiences, along with my travel diaries, in PEP soon.

I just realized only few people, especially nowadays, can say “My parents celebrated their 50^th Wedding Anniversary.” And beaming with pride, I want you to all know that I am one of those lucky few.

My parents started planning the celebration last year. They set the date for February 23, 2008, Saturday, but their anniversary falls on February 21.

Since I’m their only child who lives in Manila (my whole family is based in Las Vegas), I had to plan and get airfare tickets ahead of time. My parents wanted to renew their vows—nothing fancy, just a private, small celebration to be witnessed amongst family, relatives, and friends.

What I was secretly pleased about was that my daughter Karylle joined us. It was her first time to be in a trip with me and Dolphy. Now there’s a long story I personally don’t want to delve into, but needless to say, I felt it was about time that we should be going there as a family.

My other daughter, Nicole, recently got back from school in Melbourne. Too bad, she wasn’t able to attend the celebration.

So it was just I, Dolphy, Zia, and Karylle.

We took the PAL flight from Manila to Vegas. As you all know, the plane would stop for a few minutes in Vancouver. We left on a Thursday and arrived the same day. No time for jetlag and such, the party took place on a Saturday.

And what a party it was!

My sister Suzy organized the whole party and I must say she did a fantastic job. She tearfully told me that my Mom mentioned they never wore wedding rings because they could never afford it when they got married. And then came the kids, and the bills just came piling up. So, she surprised them with a pair that was beautifully set in gold inlaid with diamonds.

The ceremony, which started at 6 p.m., was simple yet solemn, and as the priest asked all children to stand behind our parents, we couldn’t help but cry.

My mind made a backtrack on the happy yet trying times all eight of us shared together in a small two-bedroom house in San Juan. We were poor but we had each other. This line sounds like a cliché, but believe me, growing up in hard times is not something that can be easily forgotten.

I learned so many things very early on in life.

And hearing my parents speak of their undying love for each other as they said their vows was an inspiring, awesome experience. Since we weren’t around to witness it the first time (naturally), standing there, witnessing their renewal of vows felt a bit surreal.

Let me tell you a bit about their love story: My father met my mother when they were teenagers. My Dad is five years older than my Mom. They were neighbors in the street I grew up in. It was a short courtship. They married when my Mom turned 18 and my Dad, 23 years old.

During the party, my Dad’s sisters would yell, “Kating, alas onse na ‘yan!” Curiously, I asked my Dad why it sounded like a familiar joke they would tell my Mom. He explained that my maternal grandma would call for my Mom whenever Dad would visit. It meant it was time for my Dad to come home because it was already 11 p.m.

My Dad would always lovingly recall how beautiful my Mom was during her prime. I agree. But my Dad was a handsome man. He also told me that he knew for sure that she was the woman who would bear his children. That immediately after meeting her, she was the one he’d marry and that they would be together for life. And that’s exactly how it is today.

Back to the party, after the ceremony came dinner, then Karylle presented my parents with three surprise videos. One was a video slide that showed family pictures. She used my interpretation of the song, “Through the Years” and “Ikaw Lamang” as background music.

Another video was of friends, celebrity friends, and relatives from Manila expressing their congratulations.

The last video was the funniest. Karylle wrote the script and directed the short video. She titled it Secrets to a Happy Marriage. My other daughter, Zia, who also aspires to be a director, helped edit the video overnight. Dingdong starred as my Dad and Zia (who can best imitate my Mom, whom we fondly call Manga) played Manga, and my only nephew, Caden did a cameo as himself. How Karylle was able to convince a 4-year-old is beyond me. He was quite a revelation, my pamangkin…A natural.

My family and I are thankful to Dingdong for appearing in the video. And to everyone who was in the video greeting, many, many thanks! I hosted the party alongside my other sisters and I was especially proud of my daughters’ work.

To all the guests who came from different States and drove or flew in for the celebration, maraming salamat sa inyo. You all made the night magical with your presence.

After showing the videos, friends and family said a few words for the “bride and groom.” My parents thanked the guests and were extremely happy that night.

There was dancing after and we wrapped up the party before midnight.

Fifty long years of togetherness. It is rare. It is inspiring. It is gold. It is a union that has met many challenges; a marriage that has withstood the test of time. Just like the vows my parents uttered that night, I hope and pray that they would be together forever and maybe, in another 15 years, say the same vows that go: “To have and to hold, from this day forward; for better, for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness or in health; to love and to cherish… ’til death do us part.”

After I finished my commitment for the teleserye, Lastikman, I thought my schedule would ease up. It did, a bit, but I found myself almost as busy.

The only difference is that I get 8-10 hours of sleep nowadays, something that was somewhat of a luxury while I was busy with tapings.

I can again indulge in reading. I just finished The Book of the Dead by Patricia Cornwell, one of my favorite writers. I still have several books, which I ordered at Amazon, that I’m raring to read. And that doesn’t stop me from purchasing more books. I just bought the latest John Grisham novel.

So what kept me busy these past weeks? Here’s a rundown:

Two weeks ago, I did a corporate show with Gary Valenciano at the Manila Peninsula. Gary and I did a Standards Medley from our Valentine show, Faces of Love. During the sound check, we got to rehearse the dance steps. But for the record, I don’t dance. And when I do get the chance, the feeling I get from dancing is extreme—either I get too nervous and forget all the steps, or totally enjoy it. Thank god, it was the most fun number I had to do that night.

For the past 2 weeks, I’ve had meetings with my musical director, Louie Ocampo, for my upcoming shows titled Zeries @ 25. My repertoire is complete. I’m so happy that for each show, aside from Karylle, I’ll be having one or two surprise guests. I feel so blessed to have friends who are so accommodating and generous in sharing their time and talents. I’ll be busy with band rehearsals starting this week.

My former manager, Sandra Chavez, was the person responsible for the show’s title. I had several shows at the Mandarin with the Z title before—Zeries, being one of them. Sandra also attended our meetings and helped in choosing the songs for our repertoire.

Early last week, I also got to take my aunts out for dinner. They’re based in Las Vegas. Some of you may know that my whole family lives there, along with our relatives from my father’s side of the family. I took them to Abe Restaurant in Serendra. I’ve been in love with rice lately, so I promised myself to avoid it for the next two weeks. I need to fit in my gowns.

We also had a press launch for the new Belo ads. The new billboards for Belo’s thermage are already out and visible in Guadalupe EDSA, SLEX, and NAIA. Jun de Leon did the beautiful photography. My friend, Deng Foz, did the make-up. The billboard bore this text, “Timeless Beauty. Now that’s divine.”

And then there was this big event at the big dome last Friday, February 1. When I attended the rehearsals for Martin’s XXV concert, I was impressed that he had a full orchestra backing him up. His original songs sounded excellent with the new arrangements.

I’m so happy for this guy. He remains down to earth. I don’t need to talk about his personal life here. So much has been said about it. Whatever the case may be, I know in my heart that he’ll always be a friend to me.

When I agreed to be a surprise guest for Martin’s show, along with so many of his other friends (Gary V, Regine Velasquez, Rachel Alejandro, Jackie Lou-Blanco, Christian Bautista, Rachelle Ann Go, Sitti, Nyoy Volante, Paolo Santos, Top Suzara, Mark Bautista, Erik Santos, Jed Madela), he sent me a text message thanking me and saying that he owes me one. My reply was, “You don’t owe me one. You have done more than enough for me.” This much is true.

I’ll never forget the time when we once needed a guest and he was more than willing to go on stage and do just about any number we’d ask of him. He used to live in an apartment building, where my former manager held office, and they’d literally knock at his door, ask him to put on a coat, and sing with me. Just like that. He is one of the most accommodating singers I know. Napakadaling pakiusapan. I’m happy that his show last Friday, which lasted 4 hours by the way, was a huge success. He’s one of the most hardworking guys I know.

Also last week, I did a corporate show for Nescafe at the Sofitel Philippine Plaza for their sales force. This year, Nescafe is celebrating their 70th year in the market.

When I was asked to be part of their campaign this year, I couldn’t help but cry. Twenty-five years ago, I got one of my biggest breaks when I recorded the song “One World of Nescafe.” I was merely 18 years old. It was the same time I just landed an album contract with Willy Cruz’s Jem Recording. The jingle was included in my first album called Am I Your Kind of Woman, which, as some of you might recall, carried my first hit song Kahit Na.

Have you guys heard of the new Nescafe jingle? It’s called “Kwento.” I had a blast telling my kids that in the jingle, I got to sing with my berks—Parokya ni Edgar, Hale, and Barbie.

It’s really impressive how Nescafe thought of putting together some of the artists who, through the years, have done music for Nescafe.

I capped my weekend with ASAP, and how wonderfully so! To celebrate my anniversary, ASAP’s “Music Room” featured a medley of my songs beautifully arranged by Homer Flores. Again, I couldn’t help but cry. Hearing my co-artists’s beautiful renditions made my day complete.

I am looking forward to going down memory lane when I get to do my anniversary show soon. The repertoire consists of my original songs, adaptations, movie, and teleserye themes that I’ve recorded. I’m also doing medleys of songs by singers who have had the biggest influence in my career. It’s hard to contain my excitement!

If you have time, please drop by Mandarin Hotel’s Captain’s Bar. The show will run on Feb 8, 9, 15, and 16. Showtime is at 9:30 p.m. Musical direction by Louie Ocampo and regular guest is Karylle. I’m looking forward to seeing you guys!

Just like the song goes, “Saying goodbye/ is never an easy thing,” I find myself humming Taylor Dane’s “Love Will Lead You Back” since our superserye Lastikman is already on its final week of airing.

I started working on the said TV series in July, but main filming started in April. Through six months, I have grown closer to my cast mates, the directors, staff, and crew. Nakakalungkot isipin na ‘di na kami magkikita-kita on a regular basis. Three times a week pa naman kami kung mag-taping.

Nakakalungkot man, but all good things must come to an end. Ganyan talaga ang buhay teleserye.

To those with whom you’ve had a great working experience, you pray that you’d see them on the next project. To those who have been difficult on the set, wish mo lang na ‘di mo na makasama. So far, in all honesty, wala pa naman akong nasusumpa on the set!

Sa buhay teleserye, may mga character kang gagampanan na hindi mo basta-bastang mabitiwan. At kahit marami ka ng ibang role na nagampanan, yun pa rin ang pinakatumatak sa mga tagapanood.

I guess with every role that an actor portrays, some scenes really remain in the heart. Kahit sabihin pa natin na “umaarte” lang kami, may mga eksena talaga na ‘di mo na makakalimutan.

Sa lahat ng nagawa kong teleserye, pinakatumatak sa akin ang role ko sa Bituing Walang Bituin.

The role of Rosa Mia has been my most challenging role to date. Napakahirap mag-drama at kumanta pero dream role ito ng bawat singer-actress na katulad ko. Para akong nananalo sa lotto sa tuwing mabibigyan ng singing role! Sobrang fulfilling talaga!

Kapag naririnig ko yung musikang ginamit namin sa teleserye, mabilis akong napapaluha. Nagpa-flashback sa akin yung mga eksenang ginawa namin. In fact, kapag kailangan ko ng motivation sa set ng Lastikman, pinatutugtog ni Direk Jerome Pobokan ang kantang, “Kung Nasaan Ka Man” (isa ito sa mga kantang ginamit naming para sa teleserye). Madali akong napapaiyak. (Read more… )

It’s that time of year when we all feel the need to bond. It maybe due to the warmth the holiday season brings. Families just gather and the need to be together is strong.

And so I felt the need to spend time with my daughters—Karylle, Nicole, and Zia.

I originally wanted to take my three girls to The Farm. It’s a holistic place in Batangas where one can “detoxify.”

I sounded off my idea to Karylle but she wasn’t in the mood for cleansing and I figured my other girls wouldn’t be too keen on the idea either. So maybe, we could do that another time.

Karylle had another idea in mind. She suggested that we rent a house in Tagaytay and just have a picnic or grill bar-b-que, and just lay back.

I liked the idea since December was loaded with work and my holiday vacation was too short. The need to de-stress was on top of my list.

She told me she knows of this beautiful place called Balai Taal. We could rent the place for a day. It has 5 bedrooms, too big for the four of us, so we could invite friends over.

I chose Monday for our bonding trip but forgot that school would be back and my youngest daughter, Zia, would have to attend class before coming over.

Nicole, however, is still on vacation from her studies in Melbourne and will leave Manila by the end of this month.

We left for Tagaytay Monday morning.

Karylle came with her friend, AB. She is a very talented artist and Karylle had my portrait done by AB as a gift. It now hangs in my living room.

Nicole brought her friend, Nik.

We arrived in Tagaytay after an hour and a half and went straight to Buon Giorno for lunch. It is a place with a spectacular view, and people can dine al fresco.

After lunch, we proceeded to Balai Taal.

Balai Taal is breathtaking. The three-story house, which is one of four, sits on 19 hectares and boasts of a forest.

I was happy that what was shown on the website was more than what I expected.

We did our share of adventure when we went trekking for about an hour and a half. The place features 14 Stations of the Cross, all with beautiful woodcarvings.

Tired and thirsty, we went back. I hit the shower while Karylle and AB prepared the marinade for the bar-b-que.

My daughter Zia arrived past 5 p.m. From school, she had to pick up Karylle’s dogs at the latter’s house in San Juan.

Karylle’s dogs, Kung fu fu and Jack loved the garden and we’re so cute in their red outfits.

Dinner was delicious! And it felt good just seating behind a big dining table and eating with the girls. Can you imagine we don’t normally get to do simple things like this at home?

After dinner, it was nice and breezy outside so we sat by the swing and played with the dogs.

We were all tired and went to bed early. The next day, we woke up at 6:00 a.m. because Zia had to go to school. We watched the sunrise and took photos.

We had breakfast together, and when Zia left for school, we went back to siesta.

I wanted to go out for lunch but was pressed for time. I had to go back home and change cars for taping. I had a 3:00 p.m. call for Lastikman.

Karylle and AB stayed in Balai Taal ‘till 5:00 p.m. She sent me a text message while I was at work saying it was hard to leave the place.

I agreed, since my mind was still there and I felt taping was going to take long that day. In fact, I was still on “vacation mode” when I got to work and kept looking at the photos in my camera.

As you can see from the photos, we had a really good time.

I’m looking forward to our next vacation—even overnight trips like this one, as long as we can all be together and have fun, fun, fun!