Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Manners, anyone?


There's an ongoing malawakang lack of professionalism.

Tsk tsk.

We need to start sending adults back to preschool.






Sunday, August 5, 2012

Oh My July!

July last year was spent on the east coast, easily the most exciting summer vacation of my life thus far. I really, really wish I could go back (paging Tito Rex and Mabuhay Miles).  This year, we ended July in Hong Kong, and then I spent the first week of August on my bed, nursing myself back to health from the dengue virus.  Wow lang diba.

Can't wait to post photos but I don't have them yet.  Ok, see you, bye!


Sunday, July 1, 2012

Late Night Cravings - My Thai


Pla Krapong Pad Prik
Er, this is crispy tilapia


Chicken Pad Thai

Breakfast of Champions

@SessionRoad

Sagada Eats

Am officially missing Sagada. #yoghurthouse






Dimensione...

is not just a contemporary home and office furniture store (founded by THE Ben Chan), as I recently discovered their section for all sorts of knickknacks.  I practically drooled over these less-than-one-hundred-peso items.  


Extremely cute Mokuko playing cards


Good-enough-to-eat donut earphone winder


Chic passport cases


Adorable Japanese mint box


Highly-addictive Aromania scented sachets

On another note, I MUST have the Ctrl+Alt+Delete stools for my future home.   Sent them a mail already. *fingers crossed*


Falling In Line

Friday, June 15th.  Uniqlo finally opened its doors to the Filipino fashion mainstream.  Uniqlo is a Japanese casual clothing brand, which houses some of the most practical and comfortable basics this side of the planet.  Celebs, bloggers and athletes are raving about it, my curiosity kicked in and so I planned for an SM Mall of Asia field trip the next day.

Ok, I would like to think that I am a pretty smart mall rat and I knew that I needed to fuel up before bumping elbows and various body parts with the Uniqlo fanatics.  So, I made reservations for lunch with Paulo at Buffet 101.  

Ok, this buffet...well, let's just say I wish I had tried my luck on the Vikings waiting list.  I sincerely hope the management does something about the quality of the food being served.  (I am not being nit-picky, but hey. I would like to get value for my money).


Plate #1 
Not appetizing at all.


Plate #2
Yes, they're dried up and I took this photo as soon as I sat down in our booth. 

Dessert usually makes me happy.  This one didn't.


The only thing I liked on the buffet spread.  These are cheese fries.

Anyway, maybe because it was the day before Father's day and the place was bustling with so many people that service was kind of sloppy.  Steak was dry, we had to fall in line for the shakes, and the tempura basket was tiny (holding at most 20 pieces of tempura) and was not refilled as often as we would like. Will I come back?  Am afraid not.

After lunch, we drove back to the mall and braced ourselves for Uniqlo pandemonium.  Thanks to the bloggers who were keeping a hawk eye on the situation, we knew we were up for an hour or so of falling in line.  Luckily, Uniqlo has planned for consumer invasion (and panic buyers) and the wait was barely 30 minutes!  Cool beans, huh?

Anyway, I was running around the place (Paulo and I split up) and was able to pick up only a few things, as I was still unfamiliar with the brand.  Basics went for a special opening price of Php 590.00, and maybe that explains why the clothes were strewn carelessly all over the place -- people couldn't get enough, it's  almost pathetic.

Yup, bouncers.  They had them.


Super sale.


I liked the white baskets.


After 2 hours 
The line to the cash registers (there were 15 of them!) was surprisingly stress-free.


Like a well-behaved shopper.


Picked up pieces from Laura Ashley, Andy Warhol and some others I forget.  
Got these totes for free!

I wish it's safe to go back to Uniqlo now.  

My Favorite Photo To-Date

Stolen.

#kilig

After 71 months, he still hasn't lost his touch in the surprise department.

Homeless No More

My mom included a home for them in the renovation plan.  #excited

Monday, June 25, 2012

Bath Buddy

While Rich and I were walking around Watson's, she spotted this.  She told me that this is a "safe" soap  to use (she supports organic products only) because of its lack of cancerous ingredients.  

Trying it out now.




Joan Gave Me This

I do not understand this junk food from Japan.  But I love it.


It was an innocent-looking bag. 


It took me a while to discover that each treat inside was accounted for...


and labeled accordingly.

Oh, how I adore Japanese food presentation.

Eats


Frutti di Mare from Pasto


Crab Salad + Japchae + appetizers from Kogi Bulgogi


All Meat Barbecue Panizza from Uncle Cheffy


Nasi Lemak from Banana Leaf

Look, Mom! I Survived!

Here we are. The final leg of my May-Hem Weekend Getaways. And I saved the best for last.

If you are maarte and sheltered and klutzy like me, try pushing yourself to the edge of sanity (or reason) and you will find yourself pondering about what you have let your life become. Sagada, our last stop for our three-weekender, opened my eyes to what I am capable of doing. Despite the cuts, bruises, near-death experiences and tears (yes, I cried/broke down/went hysterical a lot at some point), I found out that I was brave after all. My willpower (Kirky fighting with me plus encouragement from Paulo, Kirk, Tito Rex and Bimby) held me together through the most challenging, craziest, most fulfilling trip I have ever been to.

As usual, this trip was organized by Tito Rex (who is responsible also for some of the photos below) so we shelled out cash, hopped on the 1:00 AM Victory Liner trip to Baguio City and the rest was history. I do not want to even attempt educating you with tourist-y facts on Sagada (what to do, where to eat, how not to die while spelunking), because the best person to ask is Kirky Awingan, our guide and new-found friend.

Finally a photo in Session Road.  Good morning, Baguio!


Bimb | Kirk | Tito Rex


I melt. <3


We caught the second trip to Sagada via Lizardo Trans
(from the bus station across the palengke in Baguio City)


Sweeping views aboard the non-airconditioned 6-hour bus ride to Sagada


Iphone-photography-while-praying-that-the-old-rickety-bus-doesn't-fall-off-a-cliff.  More fun in the Philippines.


Lunch is served.  
I would have stuffed all these muffins in my cheeks to-go.


Ok, here's what went down.  
6-hour trip from Manila to Baguio + 6-hour trip from Baguio to Sagada = 12 super ngarag hours.
We dropped our bags off at the hotel, freshened up and found ourselves at the cave's entrance.  #wowlang.


This is Tito Rex.  Those are coffins behind him.


Mario and Mandy joined our group.


This is for all non-believers.


After another 6 hours, we finally finished THE Cave Connection.  
From my danger scale of 1-10, it is definitely an 11.  I never (ever, ever) thought that I can do half the things I was required to do (to survive).  It was exhilarating and liberating.  And I did it.


The day after.  
My muscles did not allow me to leave my bed to get up and catch the sunrise.  
They didn't shower for this.  Haha.


They picked me up from the hotel because they said we were going to the falls.


No one told me that it would take HOURS walking barefoot (at one point, I actually slipped and got my entire foot drenched in mud up to my ankles) to get to Pongas Falls, but it was ok.  I was Jungle Girl after all.


We weren't even halfway to the falls but I already almost drowned because I slipped (I hate stepping on rough surfaces because they hurt my feet so I happened to choose a smooth rock and fell in the water).  Kirky never let my hand go.


A lot happened before this photo.  Yes, that was the part where I cried (and cried and cried) because of my utmost fear of raging waters.  But between tears, I was trying to catch my breath not because I was going hysterical, but because of THE view that's in front of me.  
I understood why Kirky took me there.  
I conquered Pongas Falls.  I was triumphant.  
 And yes, I was escorted by 4 tour guides down the falls (kakahiya, but if you know me, this is totally acceptable).


After they swam (and after my panic attack) 


Walking back, they no longer had to skip from one rock to another.  We passed through the irrigation.
The views were spectacular.


We ate here for lunch.  They went to the Porn Cave (didn't grab photos for that) after and I chose to sleep back at the hotel.


They got back soon after and we all attended our makeshift graduation ceremony.  
Kirky had nice things to say about each of them (because mine were the best). Haha.
I was the only one who got 2 certificates, by the way.
Top of the class, Batch 2012, Sagada.