philippine and i

constantly being asked ... "of all places, why philippines?" a classic story that my mummy keeps reminding me, ".. don't touch the candle flames or you will get burnt and suffer pain". being stubborn, touched it, hurt myself, cried, know how it feels .. but .. went and touch it 2 more times just to be sure (i aint no sadist) .. hahaha. well, same theory, i want to see the place with my own eyes although was adviced it's a dangerous area. heard that somewhere in philippines, a bomb explosion 12 hours before we've actually touched down. contrary to what you guys thought, overall the trip was not bad at all. flew there without any accomodation reservation. upon touch down, without any hastle, picked makati business centre to stay, took a bus, then a mrt, then within 15min found our walk-in hotel. behold, a journey by 2 daring and stubborn female chics...

found this decent business hotel which costs rm240 per person for 3 nights and 4 days. the shower pressure and hotel service is darn good. not use to the "yes, mam can i help you""no problem mam""welcome mam" mam mam mam

the best meal and i'm fully satisfied. loveeeeee the drink. jasmine & garlic rice, lechon babi (roast pork), gata sigarillas (4 angled beans), gatang tilapia (fish), bottomless ice tea = total rm30

mont kiara atmosphere with a live band. their voice, unbelievably good, 3 thumbs up if only i have an extra thumb. so fresh! nilasing na hipn (prawn ... too hungry and ate half already), pinakbet (fish), pritong pla pla (vege), garlic rice = total rm37

pathetic but 65% of our pic were taken in the dressing room cos we've shopped and shopped and shopped (70% of our time). they have more stuff on top of what you could find in our own country!!!! just name it!!! cheap and good too. i've practically went nuts.

hard rock cafe. in a mall. not our day because the band were average and couldn't play the latest songs. wonder if the standard dropped. rm35 per entry with 2 coupon of drinks. i drank ice tea (huge!!!) and a bottle of beer. got bored and bought yummy haagen dazs to lick on our way back to the hotel (without fail every night for our 15min walk).

had a fun night out. i hate beer but this will do. not bad. rm6 for one bottle.

cafe havana. our day because a famous salsa musician band was playing. heard they've played at genting for a 3 months contract deal. my salsa lessons sort of paid off. people were all friendly.

nearly missed the flight but we were street smart. why must the immigration officer always choose to have a small talk whenever i want to check in? i don't like to cause a hold-up. thinking about it, i should have freaked out and tell the mrt ticket officer or bus driver or security or taxi driver or sales person or etc to cut the crap and hurry up. reached "home sweet home" at 11pm and had to work the next day -_-"