Just when we thought that we need a break, here we are, trekking Mount Antipolo again.
Mababaw lang naman ang kaligayahan namin, we went to a new resort named Bosay. Not far from Manila actually. And luckily, we don't care about our status quo anymore, we just need a pool,
By the way, tonight we celebrate the birthday of Jeena and Nyx. Happy birthday! It was a heck of a Friday night,
Friday also marks Sir Rhoand's birthday. Happy birthday Sir Rho.
As soon as the clock hits 5, off we go. I ran immediatley for we have to get going as early as we can to avoid the rush hour traffic.
We arrived on our spot at exactly 8AM, after a 2-hour escapade that includes a food-trip at Robinson's junction (kwek-kwek, siomai and a double Pizza Hut) - burp.
I have cause traffic. Not on EDSA, neither in C-5 but on the deposit counter at the Department store.
On a sidenote, I tell you why I hate police inspecting my luggage in MRT and LRT. I abhor them. I always got stuck or delayed by their routine inspection. I just hope they find it unpeculiar for me to carry a bomb. Does my face carry a hint of a suspected terrorism? Do I look like I can kill someone?
To continue, the guy on the deposit counter asked us to bring along our valuables. Exactly what I am expecting, and I hate it. I was ready to tell that it will be more convenient to bring my bag inside since mostly everything inside are valuable. It was then that I realized that the line was long already.
Moving on, I saw this can from Coke. Sweet!
As per Jeena, do Coke realize that they actually contains water as well? Nice thought Jeena, very clever of you. Cheers!
Because of that, I went to get Pepsi Max instead.
Doritos, Ruffles, Lots of Junk Foods, yeah!
This is why I love outings!
Shopping Suggestion only. We only bought three bags of imported chips. How I wish we have enough money to purchase more.
Here's the real hair dare-devil
Three bottles of Vodka
After grueling hours of shopping, we ended up buying only three bottles of Vodka. Only Jeena and I vowed to have an alcoholic drink.
Sadly, I belong to a clique of conservative and holy guys.
I consider myself the black sheep among my peers.
Nyx. Pay. Jeena. We arrived at Bosay first. The place was good, mainly because it is relatively new. You can see that the walls are newly painted. It was not as spacious as I expect it to be.
Downside: Quite expensive for a budget trip. Management is very strict on food compliance and regulations.
Upside: Nothing much. It's just an ordinary resort. Nothing special. We are special.
We went swimming while waiting for rachel and joseph, so what a better way to waste time after swimming, spend some lonely shots inside the room.
I brought my not-so-reliable-anymore camera. I used to be contented with the simplicity of Kodak, but now, with the arrival of Olympus underwater camera, my beloved Kodak was intimidated.
I love my Kodak. But I love underwater camera now.
Watch out for our underwater picture series Guys.
Believe me, we are the life wherever we are. People around the resort are attracted to our unbelievable reserves of energy.
On the far side of the resort is a kiddie pool, with a lousy imitation of a turtle on the middle, squirting drizzles of water upon us. At first it was boring, but we found a great deal of innovation with the help of the almighty Olympus.
Midway through our wildness, the turtles tummy became a disco spot. Yes, there is a disco ball hanging on the turtles' gut. And then the entire pool is converted into a club.
It was crazy. People started looking on us (and I bet they are talking shit about us). But I can't help it when people think we are crazy. But a few minutes later, they started invading us. Damn they were actually envious of our newfound source of happiness.
I would call it a riot.
We went to bed at 2:30 under the solemn chant of Norah Jones.
And curse the Management of Bosay. Warning: They literally knock you out of bed.