dumaguete day 1
oh gosh. first off, sorry i just updated now. i've been wanting to do this the day my feet landed in manila from dumaguete. but i got caught up with a LOT of things. really.
so anyway, i finally had my more-than-week-long vacation in dumaguete. although i know that i'll regret this in the future (LWOP) i still had a blast. it was the most relaxing vacation i ever had because there were virtually no daily itineraries like visiting relatives and dinners everywhere. i guess the only stressful part of the trip was the day i got there because the night i arrived was the night lola is having her party. she is 75, phew!
before i actually went to dumaguete (same day) i went to pick my mom from the airport to go directly to the domestic airport. i had to wait for an hour before she went out of the airport. i was so giddy because we might miss the plane going to dumaguete. fortunately we didn't. so we rushed to the domestic airport in a hurry and we met yuri there already. the flight was ok. well until the latter 10 minutes of it. apparently, kasabay namin yung bagyo papunta sa dumaguete and the turbulence was terrible!
so anyway, i finally had my more-than-week-long vacation in dumaguete. although i know that i'll regret this in the future (LWOP) i still had a blast. it was the most relaxing vacation i ever had because there were virtually no daily itineraries like visiting relatives and dinners everywhere. i guess the only stressful part of the trip was the day i got there because the night i arrived was the night lola is having her party. she is 75, phew!
before i actually went to dumaguete (same day) i went to pick my mom from the airport to go directly to the domestic airport. i had to wait for an hour before she went out of the airport. i was so giddy because we might miss the plane going to dumaguete. fortunately we didn't. so we rushed to the domestic airport in a hurry and we met yuri there already. the flight was ok. well until the latter 10 minutes of it. apparently, kasabay namin yung bagyo papunta sa dumaguete and the turbulence was terrible!
mommy and i at the airportwhen we finally arrived in dumaguete, the weather was super OK. it was only until we arrived in the house that the rain started to pour. really hard. at that time, it was only a matter of hours before the party started in the hotel. so basically what we did was just to drop our things in the house and rush to the hotel as fast as we can with our suits and ties and barongs and shoes in tow.
the moment we got there, we had to check everything - the place, equipment and food. actually all i checked was the equipment because i was the designated host and avp man. damn, i wouldn't do my almost 1 week of doing the avp for nothing! after doing that, i immediately dressed up in one of the rooms assigned to us.
everything was going perfectly; had my script and myself ready when... an angry, old, disabled american(husband of a family friend) was dissin me WHILE i was in front looking for the file in the laptop. apparently, "one of my guys" inserted a flashdrive onto his laptop and the virus detector detected it and he saw it. i went like "oh no, i don't know that man. may i check the files please?"
i was being sooo polite believe me. BUT he was giving me the attitude. he even had the audacity to bother me with a lecture on how advanced his computer is and that i should not mess it up.
i was already becoming irritated by his attitude and the way he's talking to me as if i'm a fucking idiot. so i finally said, "that not my flash disk, i don't know that person. and do whatever you have to do," then turning to tita guing guing i said "talk to that fucker"
so i managed to be a happy person while talking my ass of in front of my relatives. until the prayer part came. sister mary jane (that's not her real name) had a audio-visual prayer.
damn.
i was so irritated because we had to use the computer again for the prayer. for some weird reason, when i check the laptop, there were no folders open for me to just click. so i had to suck it up and ask the angry, old, disabled american again where the file was. so i did.
"hi, do you know where the file is for the prayer?"
and then he looked at me mockingly, with hands in the air, and said sarcastically "i don't know, you were the one who messed everything up..."
WTF! at that point, i really wanted to make a scene where a laptop flies and an old man gets kicked in the ass.
so with a deep breath, a clutched fist, and pissed off face and a smiling voice, i said:
I DID NOT EVEN TOUCH YOUR LAPTOP. I LEFT YOU THERE EARLIER REMEMBER? and then i left.
at that point, i did not want to talk to him anymore.
i went out for a cigarette because i really, really, really wanted to answer back and lecture him about manners. my point is, i know your laptop is better than what we already have BUT we NEVER forced you to bring it because OUR LAPTOP IS FINE!
and when i was turning my back on him, preparing to leave, i heard him say "look, i'm disabled and i should not be doing this, i am a guest"
damn right you shouldn't.
ANYWAYYYYYYY.....
aside from the "personal glitch" everything went well.
the moment we got there, we had to check everything - the place, equipment and food. actually all i checked was the equipment because i was the designated host and avp man. damn, i wouldn't do my almost 1 week of doing the avp for nothing! after doing that, i immediately dressed up in one of the rooms assigned to us.
everything was going perfectly; had my script and myself ready when... an angry, old, disabled american(husband of a family friend) was dissin me WHILE i was in front looking for the file in the laptop. apparently, "one of my guys" inserted a flashdrive onto his laptop and the virus detector detected it and he saw it. i went like "oh no, i don't know that man. may i check the files please?"
i was being sooo polite believe me. BUT he was giving me the attitude. he even had the audacity to bother me with a lecture on how advanced his computer is and that i should not mess it up.
i was already becoming irritated by his attitude and the way he's talking to me as if i'm a fucking idiot. so i finally said, "that not my flash disk, i don't know that person. and do whatever you have to do," then turning to tita guing guing i said "talk to that fucker"
so i managed to be a happy person while talking my ass of in front of my relatives. until the prayer part came. sister mary jane (that's not her real name) had a audio-visual prayer.
damn.
i was so irritated because we had to use the computer again for the prayer. for some weird reason, when i check the laptop, there were no folders open for me to just click. so i had to suck it up and ask the angry, old, disabled american again where the file was. so i did.
"hi, do you know where the file is for the prayer?"
and then he looked at me mockingly, with hands in the air, and said sarcastically "i don't know, you were the one who messed everything up..."
WTF! at that point, i really wanted to make a scene where a laptop flies and an old man gets kicked in the ass.
so with a deep breath, a clutched fist, and pissed off face and a smiling voice, i said:
I DID NOT EVEN TOUCH YOUR LAPTOP. I LEFT YOU THERE EARLIER REMEMBER? and then i left.
at that point, i did not want to talk to him anymore.
i went out for a cigarette because i really, really, really wanted to answer back and lecture him about manners. my point is, i know your laptop is better than what we already have BUT we NEVER forced you to bring it because OUR LAPTOP IS FINE!
and when i was turning my back on him, preparing to leave, i heard him say "look, i'm disabled and i should not be doing this, i am a guest"
damn right you shouldn't.
ANYWAYYYYYYY.....
aside from the "personal glitch" everything went well.
so that's day 1 in dumaguete.
pictures!
enzo's poem for lola
enzo's poem for lola
with all of the apo's (minus janna, daryll, and phoebe)
peechur, peecher panic mode
the diamond ladymore pictures to come.
ciao!
ciao!
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