Simply Lucky
I've been having trouble lately on what to write this blog of mine. It's not for lack of an idea mind you. Rather it's the opposite but in a different way. I've got so many things on my mind that I can't seem to zero in on a particular topic. So one day, I managed to talk to a friend who suggested that I write about my holy week vacation slash bonding slash gimik. Well, he has actually already written something about it, which I find hard to beat. If you are interested, you can view it here.
So on to my version then.
As a sneak peak, the trip was one big example of how lucky we were. It was as if everything seemed to go our way. It made me realize that the universe does sometimes work to your favor. Anyway, I'll start. I think this is the part where it gets all hazy so as to confirm that we are indeed having a flashback episode.
Well to start off, like any other trip, planning was essential. We had to decide where to go and who would actually go. As with everything else in the world, money was the main concern. The amount needed for the food and the lodging was already agreed on. What remained was how to get there and back to Cebu on the cheapest possible. I haven't mentioned that we were going to Dumanjug/Moalboal right?
We debated for awhile if we were to take the bus or just get a v-hire. For those doesn't know what a "v-hire" is, well, it's your loss. So we eventually decided to just meet where we were supposed to and decide from there. This is where our first luck happened. As it turned out, resident sexy girl Steffy, managed to get a mode of transportation. We only needed to pay for the fuel and the driver. But with this, I knew one problem was already solved.
I won't bore you with what we did before going our way but I have to mention though two people. Domeng, or Little Nicky as it was eventually revealed, gets a special award for being the best in costume. Rousy, also gets a point for being the most kikay. Why that is, ask her yourself.
Actually, I slept most of the time we were on the road to Dumanjug. But again, I won't bother telling you what was in my mind that time.
So there we were in Carlo's hacienda between the mountain and the deep blue sea. We rested for a bit and then went off to Moalboal. Everyone wanted to go swimming. Me? I wanted to eat the friggin' pork.
So let's stop for a minute. If you've noticed, I haven't actually mentioned who were going on the trip. But if you've been paying attention, I've already mentioned some of them.
Guess I'll have to stop here and continue this some other time.
So on to my version then.
As a sneak peak, the trip was one big example of how lucky we were. It was as if everything seemed to go our way. It made me realize that the universe does sometimes work to your favor. Anyway, I'll start. I think this is the part where it gets all hazy so as to confirm that we are indeed having a flashback episode.
Well to start off, like any other trip, planning was essential. We had to decide where to go and who would actually go. As with everything else in the world, money was the main concern. The amount needed for the food and the lodging was already agreed on. What remained was how to get there and back to Cebu on the cheapest possible. I haven't mentioned that we were going to Dumanjug/Moalboal right?
We debated for awhile if we were to take the bus or just get a v-hire. For those doesn't know what a "v-hire" is, well, it's your loss. So we eventually decided to just meet where we were supposed to and decide from there. This is where our first luck happened. As it turned out, resident sexy girl Steffy, managed to get a mode of transportation. We only needed to pay for the fuel and the driver. But with this, I knew one problem was already solved.
I won't bore you with what we did before going our way but I have to mention though two people. Domeng, or Little Nicky as it was eventually revealed, gets a special award for being the best in costume. Rousy, also gets a point for being the most kikay. Why that is, ask her yourself.
Actually, I slept most of the time we were on the road to Dumanjug. But again, I won't bother telling you what was in my mind that time.
So there we were in Carlo's hacienda between the mountain and the deep blue sea. We rested for a bit and then went off to Moalboal. Everyone wanted to go swimming. Me? I wanted to eat the friggin' pork.
So let's stop for a minute. If you've noticed, I haven't actually mentioned who were going on the trip. But if you've been paying attention, I've already mentioned some of them.
Guess I'll have to stop here and continue this some other time.
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