My favorite food in the world is chicken. I have mastered how to manipulate each part so I can sip all the juices trapped in those bones and cartilages.
One of the places where I literally drooled while taking a bite on that leg part is in Bonchon Chicken while trying out their new Citrus-flavored chicken. Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh.
Luscious. Delish. Juicy. Goodness.
My cousins and I ordered a package meal so along with two sets of this goodness is a bowl of appetizer, rice, and crepes. All these for less than a thousand pesos.
Just FYI, if you happen to drop by, just tell the crew that I sent you there. I am Apple Ochon and I own Bonchon. In my dreams. Haha!
Watch out as a series of food photo dumps are coming. That’s weird, typing food and dumps in one sentence.
Anyway, I know you’re all familiar with Cafe Brèton. It’s a quaint place with selections cheaper than Starbucks or other coffee shops.
Banana something crepes
Espresso Nutella shot
The airconditioned area is a lot more quiet so it’s a perfect place to relax and watch passersby too.
Rejecting someone is not entirely being choosy for no reason. It’s primarily being your own guard against potential heartbreaks and failed relationships. I know it’s a cliché but no one else is entitled to that responsibility except yourself.
The world is a well-populated place. So I am constantly convincing myself that there are billions of prospects around the planet. That is, if I do not limit my criteria to people of my race. Yes, guys. Criteria. Friends, Romans, and Countrymen, as Kim Chiu put it, please remind me that the world is not running out of good men
My point is, there is no room for shame when it comes to rejecting people who do not deserve you. Yes, we can choose because we hate wasting time, effort, and affection for someone who does not try to match our calibre. Keyword: try. Because unlike the other sex, women can equate trying to actually being or doing.
Lift your own chair and gather all the confidence that you can find within. Heartbreaks stay. We have to be careful. We cannot have too many.
I avoid watching movies involving the ocean because 1. It only heightens my anxiety level every time my Papa is away and 2. Ignorance is bliss and having nothing to imagine helps in maintaining peace of mind especially if there are no means of communication for a few weeks while he is on voyage.
This morning, though, I woke up to my family watching Captain Phillips, a biography/thriller movie about a cargo ship with 20 crew members overpowered by 4 Somalian pirates.
I looked it up on the internet and imagined how it was like to overcome something as dreadful as anticipating a gun’s trigger to be pulled while it was aimed right at the center of your forehead. Four hours after watching the movie, I am still caught up in thinking about all the trauma Captain Richard Phillips must have gone through while he was in the hands of the Somalians extending to the days of psychological therapies.
Being helplessly locked up with notorious strangers in a small lifeboat is terrifying. If I were him, I bet I’d lose consciousness right there and then. But he maintained composure. When he was rescued and he finally absorbed the fact that he was safe, he broke down and so did I (Sorry, I am a dramatic person). It was just heartbreaking.
But rough seas make a skillful sailor and after a year, he was back on track.
I still have so many things in mind but I am hungry and I cannot put them into words right now. But anyway, I just wanted to write about this because the movie tells a lot about keeping calm and sailing on. Figuratively.
I salute all the seamen. Papa.
And oh, Tom Hanks is Tom Hanks. Period.
We arrived in Boracay at around 11 am. After checking in and having lunch, we immediately changed to our beach clothes and headed to our first adventure – parasailing!
We were actually lucky to have someone to guide us to sign up for cheaper adventure fees. We got package deals and such. We rode on a speedboat from the shore to the station in the middle of the sea. Okay, so our first adventure was actually riding the speedboat. Parasailing came in next. Lol!
While waiting for our turn…
Ugh. Look at my face! I got scared when I was buckled up because the wind already swayed me. Guess I’m that light. Can you see that big mole on my sole? Lol.
Up we go in 3, 2, 1…
Being suspended high up in the air, you get to appreciate God’s majesty and creation in a different perspective. The multihued seas, the refreshing green mountains, and the blindingly yet beautifully white sands were perfect in aerial view. And the wind, the wind that can sway us from left to right. I cannot understand how this was only a minute portion of the world when it was actually very wide. Everything is just beyond comprehension.
After all our adventures in Boracay, we decided to spend our last afternoon swimming. But who could swim in a sea full of people? The main shore was jam-packed and it was also kind of mossy. So I suggested that we go swimming at Puka Beach. It is only one ride away from the main shore. You only have to call a tryke to get to there and the fare costs only P100.
Look at the flawless sand. Oh, and there were actually lots of people too. Most of them were foreigners enjoying the sound of the waves and the heat. We walked farther so we could enjoy a portion of the beach to ourselves.
My sisters and my cousin having fun. The water was cold and the sand didn’t feel warm on the feet too. It’s the perfect kind of beach.
My big little sisters.
I could spend hours lying on the sand at Puka Beach. I wish I can spend a night there just watching the stars while playing with the sand. Some people were sunbathing while reading there too. The place is perfect if you need some time alone away from the bustling noise of the main part of the island.