pls bear with the details...hehe! ganito lang talaga ako mag-kwento...
December 26 '05 - panic attacks!!! it's past 12 midnight & i have not packed anything yet for my trip! got home late from a Christmas celebration at my aunt's place. being a semi-OC (that's right! i confess! i have a semi-condition of being an obsessive-compulsive!), i carefully laid out all the clothes i might be using for the duration of my "palawan escapade". for each day, a different set of clothes were folded and tucked into my suitcase. hehe! i even have a checklist, so that i won't leave out anything. i packed another bag for the camera & other stuffs that did not fit in my suitcase. all my bags are packed and im ready to go...(leaving on a jet plane song plays at the back of my mind). i finished packing at 3am. i felt really sleepy that time, and set my alarm clock at 530am. the alarm goes off! i think I accidentally pressed the snooze button and overslept until 630 am. panic mode again! im supposed to be at the airport 2 hours before my 915am flight. i still have to buy other stuffs & fill the car with gas. my brother drove me to the airport, we got there 8am. there was a long queue outside, i was worried im not gonna be able to make it. i got in line, it was starting to rain. syet! naiihi na ko sa kaba na hindi makasakay sa eroplano!!! i got inside at 830am & found out that most of the passengers on queue were leaving for Boracay. the counter for the Palawan flight wasnt really full. i checked in my luggage and waited for boarding time. the flight was a bit late. the plane took off past 930am. i dozed off as soon as i was seated (sleepyhead!), i was in dreamland when loud cries from little babies bellowed inside the plane. i was seated beside a lady with a baby on her lap. the baby was fiddling with my arm, maybe he was trying to have a playtime with me. i made funny faces at him, not to scare him, just so he would leave me. maybe the baby mistook me for a clown and continued to smile at me. oh well, at least he was not crying anymore.
11am - arrived safely in palawan. before i forget, the purpose of this trip is to attend Cecile & Jermaine's wedding. (more about them on a different journal entry). they fetched me from the airport, took me to Kuya Doy's (Cecile's big bro) place to have breakfast before i get settled at an inn. there, i met the couple's families. parang fiesta. hehe! special mention goes to Hannah, that cute little kid who's a carbon copy of Ces in more ways than i thought.
past 12 noon- after having lunch at Kuya Doy's (Thank you Kuya Doy sa food preps. sarap ng pagkain!), we went on a city tour. the weather was not cooperative at that time, what a spoiler! anyways, we went to see the butterfly farm (the butterflies were out of sight because of the rain); the Iwahig Penal colony (bought some stuffs made by the inmates from the souvenir shop); Viet village (which was already abandoned since all of the Vietnamese refugees who used to live there migrated to the US as part of their retribution for the post-Vietnam war victims); Sta. Monica ranch (owned by the political clan of the Mitras, this place kinda reminded me of Tagaytay); and Bakers Hill (again, somehow looked like a place i've seen in Tagaytay). baked goodies here are yummy (specially the ensaimadas) and not so expensive.
December 26 '05 - panic attacks!!! it's past 12 midnight & i have not packed anything yet for my trip! got home late from a Christmas celebration at my aunt's place. being a semi-OC (that's right! i confess! i have a semi-condition of being an obsessive-compulsive!), i carefully laid out all the clothes i might be using for the duration of my "palawan escapade". for each day, a different set of clothes were folded and tucked into my suitcase. hehe! i even have a checklist, so that i won't leave out anything. i packed another bag for the camera & other stuffs that did not fit in my suitcase. all my bags are packed and im ready to go...(leaving on a jet plane song plays at the back of my mind). i finished packing at 3am. i felt really sleepy that time, and set my alarm clock at 530am. the alarm goes off! i think I accidentally pressed the snooze button and overslept until 630 am. panic mode again! im supposed to be at the airport 2 hours before my 915am flight. i still have to buy other stuffs & fill the car with gas. my brother drove me to the airport, we got there 8am. there was a long queue outside, i was worried im not gonna be able to make it. i got in line, it was starting to rain. syet! naiihi na ko sa kaba na hindi makasakay sa eroplano!!! i got inside at 830am & found out that most of the passengers on queue were leaving for Boracay. the counter for the Palawan flight wasnt really full. i checked in my luggage and waited for boarding time. the flight was a bit late. the plane took off past 930am. i dozed off as soon as i was seated (sleepyhead!), i was in dreamland when loud cries from little babies bellowed inside the plane. i was seated beside a lady with a baby on her lap. the baby was fiddling with my arm, maybe he was trying to have a playtime with me. i made funny faces at him, not to scare him, just so he would leave me. maybe the baby mistook me for a clown and continued to smile at me. oh well, at least he was not crying anymore.
11am - arrived safely in palawan. before i forget, the purpose of this trip is to attend Cecile & Jermaine's wedding. (more about them on a different journal entry). they fetched me from the airport, took me to Kuya Doy's (Cecile's big bro) place to have breakfast before i get settled at an inn. there, i met the couple's families. parang fiesta. hehe! special mention goes to Hannah, that cute little kid who's a carbon copy of Ces in more ways than i thought.
past 12 noon- after having lunch at Kuya Doy's (Thank you Kuya Doy sa food preps. sarap ng pagkain!), we went on a city tour. the weather was not cooperative at that time, what a spoiler! anyways, we went to see the butterfly farm (the butterflies were out of sight because of the rain); the Iwahig Penal colony (bought some stuffs made by the inmates from the souvenir shop); Viet village (which was already abandoned since all of the Vietnamese refugees who used to live there migrated to the US as part of their retribution for the post-Vietnam war victims); Sta. Monica ranch (owned by the political clan of the Mitras, this place kinda reminded me of Tagaytay); and Bakers Hill (again, somehow looked like a place i've seen in Tagaytay). baked goodies here are yummy (specially the ensaimadas) and not so expensive.
past 630 pm - dinner time! we had a sumptuous meal of crabs, sweet & sour and grilled fish at Kuya Doy's. no gimik night for now. im a bit tired and had to rest early. or maybe it's being busog that's why i feel sleepy. hehe!
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