FRIDAY: It's already 7pm and I'm still at the office. Today was my auditor's last day, and he's still not done with me. He's compiling his working papers for turnover to the next auditor that would handle my account. We've been at it since 11am, and he's chosen to seat beside me to further enable the transfer of information. I have been nursing a headache ever since that time, getting only a few minute's respite for lunch and afternoon snack. All the while, I'm thinking that in just a few hours, I would be on a bus going to paradise. It did help ease the tension a bit, but my headache just wont abate.
Finally, by 8pm, I was able to get out of the office. I rushed home to continue my packing for my trip. 11pm is looming near, and it was taking all of my will not to panic. It will only worsen my headache.
9pm, and I'm on a bus along Buendia that would take me to Monumento. I opted for this ride so I could sleep along the way. I was deathly wrong with my decision. It was already 10.30 and we've only just passed Cubao. I received a message from Sagi, telling me that Balintawak was a mess, and I wouldn't be able to make it if I continue with the bus ride. I alighted from the bus along Trinoma and rode a taxi going to Monumento, instructing the driver to steer clear of Balintawak. I arrived at the station by 11.30. I am late.
Thankfully, the last trip for the night hasn't left yet, so the group boarded this in lieu of the other bus which we had reservations for. At last, I can continue with my sleep. We arrived at San Antonio, Zambales by 3 am.
SATURDAY: The group headed out by 4.30am in order to get to the Cove early. They will be taking the scenic route via Pundaquit.
Two of our number opted to stay and
The rest of the day was spent lazing around, pitching tents, cooking the food, swimming, and of course, whoring ourselves in front of the camera.