Three days and two nights of glorious bliss.
We took the 5am ride bound to Batangas Pier with only 4 hours of sleep. Nothing's going to stop me from going to White Beach. It was time to take the much needed break from the stressful life at the office. Our biggest event of the year is about to come up and I filed a leave a week before. Heck, I was stuck in the province during the Holy Week break and even then Galera was all I could think of. I was all prepared. New board shorts, sunblock, cigarettes and condoms. We were all set for a weekend of sin.
It was still very costly. Room rates range from 2- 4 thousand bucks a night. We got the cheapest room we could find. One room, one bed, one bathroom and a whole lot of space for action.
The day started slow. Vicky and I went for brunch. And much to our dismay, the food tasted like crap so we decided to start drinking early. 12 noon. San Mig Light and Red Horse. Boy hunting to its highest level. It was literally raining gorgeous bodies, hot skinhead men, tanned chests, and a whole lot of alcohol. Stalker pictures galore. I couldn't think of a more perfect way to unwind. But being that it's a Friday and we were both on leave, work came pouring in as soon as we had our first drink. Still it was a whole lot better working at the beach than stuck in a cubicle at the office working your ass off while others take their 3 hour lunch break for God knows what kind of meeting.
So we savoured the fact we were there even though we never stopped taking calls from people at the office and sms'ing till our fingers got numb. So after one litre of Red Horse and 6 San Mig Lights, we were buzzed beyond belief but it felt sooooo damn good!
Saturday.
We vowed not to get drunk too early. (Yeah, that's right I skipped Friday night coz we basically slept. We were both so drunk we didn't even finish our Mindoro Sling. Lo and behold we were both asleep before 12 midnight.)
Saturday night was the best. We prepped for that night around 6pm. Got enough rest from the previous night so we were both fully-charged and ready to get our hands on some men. We went back to the same bar, hoping to get to meet the guys we were eyeing the previous night. Let's just say Vicky got more than enough that night and I GOT SQUAT! Though I still had fun with the fabulous music by no other than our good friend DJ TRAVIS at the Infinit* launch party and the free booze Atche was able to get out of those men. Still... I would have wanted to get laid that weekend.
(read all about Atche's adventure in her blog .... visit http://www.iamsucculent.blogspot.com/ for the story SOON!)
Overall, it was a great trip.
Dozens of pictures.
Lots of great men.
Supberb Company and a promise that paradise will remain.
What more can I ask for?
I will definitely keep coming back to the sin capital... with nothing else but a VENDETTA to get some of that action I missed and SHE had so much!
CHEERS!
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