Part of the Plan

It was a delight to see the fluorescent lamps working when we got the electricity finally connected but that euphoria was short-lived when we realized it wasn't enough to power the welding machine.  The 1,900 meter traverse of the electrical wire caused a voltage drop while the machine's requirement is much higher.  So the truck chassis had to be brought back all the way to where it was sitting originally where the electrical post was in the property so that the base could be welded onto it. 

We also figured if we bought a new welding machine with a built-in transformer, perhaps it could be powered by reduced electricity.  Meanwhile work had to go on in the part of the property where the electricity originated. The plan was my husband and I would go back to Manila to get a new welding machine while the workers welded the floor structure onto the chassis.  When we came back to the farm, the platform was done and we pulled it back to the beach area.  If we welded the complete structure in its original location far away from the beach, it would be too hard to bring it back to the beach because of its height and bulk.  The roads are simply non-existent and treacherous for this kind of operation so we have to figure out a way to make majority of the structure by the beach.

The hero of the day was Junie, the laborer-turned-stunt-driver who was Lito Lapid slash Jet Li in disguise maneuvering the truck chassis balanced on two pieces of angle bars.

My husband first pulled the chassis and then when they had to go down a long slope, he had to be positioned behind it to control the descent.  My husband enjoyed all this since it put his off-roading skills to the test and to best use.

Back on the beach where it belongs, the whole thing was leveled to make sure we won't have a wonky house.

Now this is the crux of the problem -- the quality of welding.  We need to fully weld the steel bars.  The old welding machine can't be powered by the electricity by the beach.  The newly bought portable welding machine could only do spot welding and could only be powered by the generator we brought in.  So . . . . . . I had to get another welding machine from Manila which today they are trying out only to have the capacitor of the generator give way.  Sigh.  As Agent Osso from Disney Junior would say, "It's all part of the plan -- more or less."

Bayanihan Logistics

 The truck chassis was transferred to the beach  after the engine was removed and it was much lighter to pull.  This is where we hope to build the house upon -- but that's not as easy as it sounds as one challenge swooped down after another.   On Saturday, July 23, we drove to Calatagan from Manila with all the workers and construction materials gathered from three hardware stores and my Mom's store room. 

 The 16ft elf truck that was rented couldn't traverse the usually tricky part of a curving bumpy slope so my husband pulled it with his pick-up. 

 While one group handled the transfer and unloading of construction materials, one group had to connect 1,900 meters of wires to bring electricity to the beach area. 

 While all this was going on, Joshua enjoyed himself playing in the sand and making a playground out of the older house on the hill.  

 After unloading the materials, the carpenters set out to build their barracks which will be their sleeping and living area while the space under the floor hosted all the wood to be used for construction, protecting it from the rains -- which is additional challenge building in July - August.  

At the end of the day, scenes like this make it all worthwhile.

Va Va Va Bene!

Because it's more than good.....it's very, very to the nth power good.....it's the best!  

I got a text dinner invitation and since Icee always introduces us to the best restaurants, I immediately replied yes.  The location was a bit intriguing: the second floor of a Petron station along EDSA corner Pasay Road.  Usually, eateries found in a gas station are of the Chow King-Jollibee variety but this one takes fine dining to a truly unexpected spot but never mind, so less people go there and I can have  all the pasta to myself.  Haha!  No such luck, though.  The place seems always full and reservations are necessary.

We ordered almost everything on Va Bene's menu and each bite gave the cliche "bursting with flavor" new meaning and dimension, lifting it to whole new levels.  I've never felt like this in a restaurant before where I want to hug the chef so tightly and bang my head on his shoulder telling him, thank you, thank you for creating this.

I was only able to take pictures of the pasta, lamb and dessert but missed the salads because we gobbled them up before unleashing my camera.  However, the salads should not, I repeat, should not be missed.  I also did not include here other pictures because they didn't do justice to the photo subject.  These barely do either but they'll have to suffice.

Here are the va, va, va happy to the max eaters.  If happiness is eating a perfect plate of pasta what do you call eating multiple perfect plates from antipasto (appetizer) to dolce (dessert)?

Exciting Start

My next project is something I'm very, very excited about and something I've been dreaming of designing and constructing: a small compact home atop an old truck chassis. My Mom originally wanted a mobile home and we took a look at one imported model that cost astronomically high for a non-tropical friendly design.  These camper type homes would be good for America or other cool places but for the tropics, something that allows more natural air in is more appropriate.  So I offered to build my Mom this beach room with toilet for about a third (hopefully) of the ready-made trailer home's price.  

My Mom had an old truck that didn't run anymore so it was taken apart and we're using the chassis as the base for the house.  We're not even sure if the wheels can run and if we can pull it to the beach because it has to traverse some bumpy, curvy and steep roads.  But we'll try and find a way.   

The site would be just behind this clump of trees on the grassy area right after the beach.  The view of the house would be the infinite sea. 

More than ten years ago, my Mom and I designed and built a house on a hill just a few minutes walk from the beach.  It's made of molave and other hardwoods my Mom has been collecting and was constructed by my Mom's craftsmen carpenters.  It was the time when I was on my last years studying architecture and I had a blast designing the details.  

Now, my Mom doesn't want to climb all the way up the hill as she prefers to stay by the beach, thus the need for a mini home for her there but this little house on the hill is quite an inspiration on graceful weathering of materials and sensitivity to the site.  

This is the bathroom detail my Mom was not too pleased about because she thought it exposed the person inside.  So for this next project, I'll remember to keep having fun designing the details while bearing in mind, it has to be pleasant and convenient to use for my Mom.

Finished Guardhouse

It may be a small project but it has lots of lessons on natural ventilation and monitoring construction work quality.

Guardhouse before the renovation:

Guardhouse after the renovation:

Jagged Edges

The old guardhouse used these broken mirrors with jagged edges to be able to see the oncoming vehicles.  We've replaced them with decent car side mirrors.

Putting all that glass in this tiny space made it a virtual greenhouse that heated up when enclosed so we added louvred windows.  I wish that in my original design, I was able to anticipate this and plan more properly.  If I could redo this over, I would put in more louvres but then it would be too costly to overhaul the design at this stage.  The measures put in place seem enough to ventilate the room.  

 I had this shoddy work repeated.  If you look at the original guardhouse, the carpenter took care hammering the nails in evenly spaced and the GI sheet is applied flat on the hardiflex.  I should have called attention to this earlier because I was already observing something was wrong before this was painted.   However, I think my reflexes are a bit slow to react and it takes staring long at pictures before I spot the mistake.  But at least, there's still time to correct it.