as much as the north expressway was said to be bumper bumper due to the excess roadwork, we zipped along from manila -> subic bay free port roughly around three hours. once we got there, we [which consisted of my family, tita grace's family, and my godmother's family] piled out from the car to welcome to humid hot weather. the sun beating down like hell, and we rushed towards the checkin house of binictican homes.
Day 1
now, upon getting the keys, we got in mango street to see our 4 bedroom house, plus the smell of something terribly nasty. (eg. dead rat). to settle into such an odiferous crib was beyond our means and mom called the people in charge. Whom apologized a great deal and lead us into the VIP home.
Blooper 1:
Dad: We're leaving.
Me: Why?
Dad: Because the place is so...so...
Me: Smelly?
Dad: Because the place is so odor.
*laughter*
From mango st. to antipolo and here's the house
Blooper 2:
Lunch was served, while me and my 6 year old godbrother started to sing the PCSO song. but the lyrics goes like this.
Me: ganyan ang pilipinooooo, ganyan ang...
Meil: P-S-ES-Moooooooooooooooo.
The playground is accesible at this point. But the sun was too hot. So we had to wait to go out. And yes me with the digital camera brought out the vanity in everyone.
This was the only place we've gone through at day one. I didn't get any pics of that. But I remembered screaming when Karl (tita grace's son), Neil(my godbrother), my sister kept pushing me harder and harder on the swings. there was a small stone wall infront of me. which was about 5 feet. my feet were passing over the wall a good 4 or 6 inches. and I was swinging near around 60-70 degrees.
Talk about reliving your childhood.
The playground group got back to the house and played cards, I called for house service to bring a pack for the older kids to play (me, my sister, ann (Karl's sister), Karl, and Nikki(my godsister). A round of pusoy dos and some 1-2-3 pass lead us to heart attack, at which we were screaming whenever the right card was dropped onto the floor.
While Dad and Ninong searched for the beach. The mothers got busy prepping dinner. Menudo, dumplings, barbeque and fried rice.
It was a stuff-a-ton. The kids were comfortable with each other now, and I got to talk to ann. (which I thought was a total snob). but she's not.
Day 2
The early birds got to go to camayan beach to reserve for cottages. My dad, ninong, neil, my sister went, carrying the grill, essentials, and others. It was almost a 15-20 kilometer ride. as it is buried in the depths of subic. and when we got there. all cottages were already leased. at 9:00 in the morning, they opened at 7.
figures.
Dad paid, and of course my sister, neil and i scurried to the beach.
who would not gape. It was not near boracay, but the sea was blue green and deeper blue out on the horizon.
I can't wait to swim. in fact, I was itching to dip my feet into those crystal clear waters. Neil couldn't wait so he slathered himself in sunblock and ran. Dad gave in and said we can go and change.
Can you believe I saw a tropical fish on the shallow parts of that beach? it was yellow and white stripes. amazing! But my quest was to find shells. Armed with my purple goggles, I splashed around dived, and looked for shells.
my collection
the boob boys. whom have been a sport to be buried in sand complete with breasts and easter egg nipples.
me and my sister in our sarong.
That afternoon we got a cottage on the far end. where my sister and I got snorkeling gear and it was, well. the headgear was easy enough. the flippers were hard to manipulate. they float, they're long, and fuck I know how a penguin feels like.
Nikki also found a shell, with a living creature stuck to it. A crab. a little miniscule crab they call herman, or peter, or hermit.
Before we went home, we had to set herman / peter free to his own world. since he can't possibly live off in our red bucket filled with sand/sea water and corals. No to mention we don't know a thing about crab care.
there he goes, skittering at the shore. My flip-flops got all wet again and I went to the car with sand encrusted feet.
we cruised to the mall/supermarket puregold and royal subic, bought some after sun-care lotion for my tosted back, clariol herbal essence shampoo, lots of clam chowder, mounds (THIS IS THE BEST CHOCOLATE EVER), and kisses.
had another food fest of filipino cuisine. bangus barbeque marinated squid shrimp and yes tomatoes, shrimp paste (yum), and salted egg.
slept early. watched the mummy.
Anyway, not only did I had a good day. you messaged me with sweet little nothings. which made me smile.
Day 3
everyone got off a late start.
ah, yes, the perfect sleep look, my back hurts from the burn.
our bedroom view with the morning sunshine. :)
me and my sister again.
we piled into our cars and headed to JEST. Jungle Environment Surivaval thingie. They teach you how to do stuff in the wild in case you get stranded.
the speaker was extremely funny, and corny. But I loved about the whole training was when they fed us bamboo water straight from the plant. It was absolutely refreshing. And he made me a spoon and fork out of bamboo.
From my spot, beyond the trees you see the bay, and the mountains.
We also went into this amazing butterfly environment where we saw beautiful colored butterflies batting their wings in flight towards flowers and sugar trays.
my sister's yaya (nanny) caught one and let it down on my hand. it was orange and white and it romped around before flying away.
We caught it again and just had to take it's picture.
it was struggling to get free.
here's another one.
I also caught one. but it wouldn't rest in my hand. Oh well.
Neil, Nikki, my sister and me also rode horses! I tried to, I was bouncing off the saddle. trying to gain balance. Trying to "stand" when my horse sadistada was galloping.
cute riding hats were provided. Not only it's cute but it also provides good proctection. It also gives you that tiniente (sp?) look. like a jockey.
of course my dad who was a horse racing fanatic and my ninong also tried it on for size.
group pic at the equestrian center.
saddle sore, looked around at the malls more. I found this cute skirt. but it looks ugly on me. I didn't buy it.
Ann, Me, Sister played chinese checkers at home before our steak dinner. played marco polo, persuaded my godmother to drive us to cosmic bowling.
Me: Pleaaaaaseeeeeeee
Ninang: Don't bug me...
Me: (starts to sing) buggggging you...it's easy cuz your so beautiful...
*ninang cracks up*
Me: please...we want to play billiards.
Ninang flicks it to the billiards competition. : Watch this.
Me: Noooo we want the actual thing.
...
...
after hundreds of persuasions ninong and my dad gave in. We piled into the starex to cosmic bowling
after 10 minutes we got out. it was too fucking hot.
So much for that.
..
the old people slept along with my sis, Karl, Nikki, Ann and me continued the chinese checkers match, at 1 am, we were still not in a sleeping mood, so i grabbed my cam and we went in a frenzy.
we conked out at 2 am..
Day 4
woke up at 7, ate, fixed my stuff. and just made some last minute pictures.
do you agree with me that ann is really really pretty?
the kids went to the egg hunt, i stayed at the house, got back in manila at around 2 in the afternoon had lunch at president, and I'm totally wiped out.
HOHO that about sums it up.
That is probably one of my really long entries.
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