I woke up really late and made a mad dash to the airport to catch my flight only to find out that I wasn't late at all. After checking in, I settled in the lounge and enjoyed a really hot bowl of PAL's arroz caldo.
The flight was pleasant and I slept the entire time. When I woke up, it was already time to disembark. The guy from the hotel was already waiting for me when I stepped out of immigration. I fell asleep again on the way to Admiralty. I guess that half a tab of dormi does go a long, long way.
After I dumped my things in my room, I went down and took the MTR to Central and ate in Yung Kee. I inhaled plates of frog's legs, crispy roasted pigeon, egg fu yong with shrimps, and fried rice. With a full stomach, I walked over to Goyard and asked about the Ambassade bag I've always wanted but they didn't have it in the Central store so they told me that they'll have it sent over from their other store at The Peninsula. Yey.
It was already early evening when I went back to the hotel. I took a really long and hot shower, popped in the Scrubs DVD set and watched all night till I drifted off to la la land.
Then I woke up.
And I realized I wasn't in Hong Kong. Or at Island Shangri-La. I didn't have my laptop nor DVDs scattered all over my bed nor did I feel like I feasted on Chinese food the day before.
I was in Majayjay.
If it weren't for our resident chickens that were making parinig to us humans that we are unproductive and lazy species unlike them that wake up super early and start doing what they do, I'd probably be sporting my new Goyard bag now. Even if in my dreams.
I've been vegging it out in Majayjay since late Thursday morning. My mom, our US-based relatives, and the sort of deaf maid left early (too early actually) and took the alternate route from Antipolo to the south because the usual was packed solid with people who had the same idea of spending the long weekend away from home. \
If you're into farmland, trees, and zigzags, then this route to Laguna is for you. It's longer than taking SLEX but it beats having to experience stop-go-stop-go for about 2 hours. You'll end up somewhere in Paete, which will eventually lead you to Caliraya (if you make a U turn) or Pagsanjan.
When we finally got to Surga, the rest of my mom's side of the family was already there. For the entire duration of our stay, all we did was eat, swim (they did), look for something to do, buy shoes at Liliw,
eat a surprisingly good plate of P20 palabok at a tiny restaurant that I'd never imagine myself eating in,
God loves you. And the palabok too.
photograph the church in Nagcarlan and Liliw,
and observe whoever was assigned to prepare the meal cook it.
