sunday morning clubhouse.

sometimes, all it takes for a sunday morning win is a dip in good ol' clubhouse swimming pool.

sundays in tagaytay are always do-whatever-you-want-to-do-with-your-free-time days. we practically have the whole day to ourselves. there's not that much to do in tagaytay so you're bound to either squeeze out some creative juices out of your spontaneous brain or just do some lazy club housing. that one sunday morning, we opted for the latter. and by we, i mean we and gabbie.

i was actually more like a chaperone than a swimming buddy that morning. which worked out perfectly fine for me. i got to take pictures. if not for the scorching heat, it would've been a perfect day.

heat or no-heat, i think gabbie though it still was. a perfect day, that is.

 

BR does seafood!

we've officially gotten accustomed to eating out for free almost twice a month now. all thanks to the random rewards and recognition stuff we have scattered all over. we're not complaining.

i've actually lost track of why we have money to spend on food. but when we do, i make sure we spend it wisely! haha. so i click-the-city-ed and looked for places. vinci pointed this one out and i think it was wise decision indeed.

seafood island is interestingly good.

they all had to wear something purple-y. i didn't get the memo.

ate micah. our honorary guest. she's welcome anytime. every time. all the time.

fearless leader.

vinci. barbie. they hungered for rice.

mary flor. hazel.

leo. he declined the seafood offer. but he had to be dragged along. and he complied, much to our happiness.

we checked out the menu beforehand and found these boodle feasts to be quite a deal. i'm really not that much into seafood but even this looked tantalizingly good. i didn't know what to expect. the seafood island we went to was just in market market. but i never really got to try it out. it looked oddly obscure from the rest of the eating places there and i'm almost tempted to judge it by the way it looked from the outside. but then huge-ass platters of seafood on beds of rice came and we all just died and went straight to rice-heaven.

something with coconut milk. it's the obligatory gata-dish.
 

lone pusit.

we had our fair share of "vegetables"

it was also sort of our welcoming to dinner to our new band 2, ate joysi! and yes, she was shocked at our appetite. among other things.

the look of utter disgust hidden in the form of shock.

whatta face ate chiqui. whatta face.

and before we knew it, we ravaged the table 'til there was nothing left.

poor tentacle and claw.

give us fifteen minutes and we'll give you this.

we capped the night of by grabbing more sweets. as if we haven't had enough food.

BR dinners are epic.

bale-he-her! (Part 2)

continuation from part 1...

so the next day started pretty early. i was still a little woozy from the previous night's first encounter with red horse beer. but that pales in comparison to the need of taking diane's and marien's surf pictures. that is, after all, why they dragged me along. i woke up around 7am to incessant poking at my back. diane was up early. and i had to attend to the call of duty.

this almost looks sweet.

this is diane's third time. and baler waves this time of the year are very timid. she practically conquered every single one of them. never mind the standing person at the back. i took the shot towards the latter end of the wave. but this almost made me want to try it out. if only water doesn't eat me up whole.

marien on the other hand was trying this one out for the first time in her entire life. funny (evil) story. we were texting a couple of days before we went out to baler and i was telling her to bring a rash guard for the surfing trip. she was asking what it was; this being her first trip and all, she's not sure yet. and i didn't reply. hahaha. okay, prolly just pure evil. thus, the pink shirt. haha. but she turned out awesome out there!

all thanks to ate who made it all possible. and yes, she's jericho rosales' childhood friend. who knew.

the walk back was boring. so i've been told.

marien was very happy. it was also very apparent.

and then there were children around.

she was still happy.

and skippy.

then ian showed them how to do it.

and diane followed suit.

in other news, some people were emo-ing alone in the kubo right next to where i was taking my stalker shots.

about an hour later of waiting it out in the sun, trying to catch waves, they decided to call it a morning. i bet it would've been tiring and draining having to paddle out again after each wave. but i wouldn't know. 'cos i didn't get to try it. and no, i'm not sour-graping.

who would think she already has two kids?

even shells get discriminated.

baler was great and crazy and spontaneous and random! it's not everyday i get to meet new awesome people and get to throw an out-of-the-blue beach party.

this must be repeated. :D