What it’s like to be Mrs. Palacpac (An account on 7 years of Marital Bliss)

About 10 years ago, Jay Palacpac and I sat it out at the Department of Foreign Affairs lobby awaiting the release of our passports. Our band then was supposedly booked for a 2-year gig in South Korea and a passport was necessary. It didn’t take long before we heard Jay’s full name being called out from the speakers. At the mention of his surname, I heard a few giggles which I sort of expected, but then, there it was, the clapping! Jay nonchalantly stood up and went to claim his passport. We were out of there a few minutes later […]

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