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Casa Leonida Resort


Whenever summer comes, I always get anxious about giving my kids activities that will pass their time and enrich their experiences. It could be going somewhere they haven't been to, attending crafts classes or just bonding with their friends or relatives. It must be the stage mom in me, but I want to fill my kids' childhood years with a chestful of good experiences.

A local told me it's still spring but I can already feel it's almost summer. The kids are beginning to ask when and where they can swim here. I told them I don't know Riyadh well yet. A friend of Fred invited us to their villa for a dip at their pool and we might go there when we have the time. Too bad, there's always sandstorm when we have the time.

That's when they miss the Philippines. Sunday even told me she wants to go back home. She misses the times when they were invited by their aunts and uncles for short vacations. Just like when my sister invited us to spend Good Friday and half of Black Saturday at Casa Leonida Resort in Pansol, Laguna three years ago. I remember the kids were so excited about it. I wasn't sure which excited them more: their bonding with their cousins (maternal side) or the idea of swimming and spending a night a little bit far from the city. Whatever that is, I'm sure they enjoyed that trip as much as I did.


Exclusivity is the big come-on of that resort. You can have it all to yourself for a day or more depending on your whim, budget, and its availability. The location and the fact that my sister paid the rent for us momentarily relieved me of my worries and stress. We swam, ate, sang and slept the hours away. I didn’t even help with the preparation of the food because my sister brought her two helps with her. What spoiled brats we are! :)

If you click on their website, you would see that there were just two rooms on the upper level of the house. My sister also invited her in-laws so I didn’t know which family slept on which room. And I think sleeping didn’t matter because they woke up the following day looking refreshed and energized. It must be the fresh air from the greens of Mount Makiling, which is just a few kilometers away.




As for us, we slept on the small room near the swimming pools. I wonder why that room wasn’t presented in the resort’s website. It would be a nice add-on to what they have to offer. The room was just right for a family of four: two parents and two kids. Fred and I slept on the pull-out bed while the kids used the main bed. After hours of swimming, the crisp and fresh scented linens and the soft, thick mattress worked wonders to our tired bodies. We also liked the room’s proximity to the kitchen.


The kids woke up early on the second day to have another dip at the pool while Fred and I played billiards. We ate a very filling breakfast and left before lunch. It was a short, hassle-free vacation that I would love to remember again and again. And the kids misses that resort. Sunday even told me that she can live there forever!


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  1. Good thing I read, I would have thought the place is here in Riyadh. Tatanungin pa naman sana kita kung saan yan at baka makapunta din.

    Nice place.

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    1. Hi Sonyboy, yes that's in the Phils. You know what? I have tons of pics of Phils and Riyadh to share but because I am so busy, nasa desktop lang. I just hope I find time for it.

      Thanks for dropping by, Sonyboy. Have a nice week ahead!

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