Pol's Birthday Weekend and Other stuff

Just got back from Pampanga and realized how much I miss home. It's colder there now and that's the only place where I can sleep really long hours. On my own bed. That's one thing that I can't do anymore these days. Especially that we're busier these days -- December and all.

It seems that my hands are getting fuller and fuller every minute that I don't get to go home that much anymore. I miss our house. I miss my room. I miss my tatay and my mama. I won't be able to go home again this weekend because me and Pol, with some other friends from PeopleSupport, will be watching Vertical Horizon on the 7th, then we'll have the company Christmas party on the 8th. Whew. Talk about BUSY.

Prior to this weekend, I was a bit busy as well. Last weekend was Pol's birthday and we went to Divisoria via the Pasig Ferry. We took a lot of pictures that day as we promised ourselves that we'll enjoy the trip. And we did. All my life, I always thought that anywhere the river will smell really bad. And if you take the boat, then that would mean that you're closer to the stinky river and it would be suffocating. NOT! The ferry ride was an experience! There isn't much view while on the ride because you'll see a lot of old boats parked along the banks, or people from the squatter's areas sitting by the river, or kids playing on the murky water.

When we got in (we took the Hulo station since it was near our place), I was surprised that it was much more like Superferry's Supercat with plastic seats, good air conditioning plus a flat screen tv up front! And I was surprised to see a lot of guards and SWAT agents (?) hovering all over the place. The ferry was packed.

Pol was asking me to go outside once the ferry started moving, but I was hesitant (as I described earlier, was thinking na MABANTOT SA LABAS!). But after observing the people, I saw a lot of people going outside. It was a nice day out too, the sun wasn't glaring and a bit windy. So we went outside the front of the ferry. Unbelievable experience, ladies and gents! The wind was on my face and it wasn't smelly at all! So the whole trip, we took pictures, enjoyed each other's company until we reached the Malacanang area where everyone needs to be inside the ferry (security measures I guess).

So if you're thinking of going to Divisoria, the best way to go is via the Ferry. Just buy a ticket to Escolta and once you reach Escolta, ride the jeep going to Divisoria. That jeep will pass by Binondo too. Of course if you go these days, it will really be BUSY, pero kung pasaway ka talaga, there's one leaving everyday at 6am.

Now after we went home from our Divisoria trip, we were so tired (I didn't sleep yet that day - after I went home from work, I got ready for the ferry trip right away). But the day wasn't over yet. I didn't want us (me and Pol) to sleep through midnight because I wanted to be the one to greet him first.

It was a blessing that Wenna, my sister, got us some tickets to the Gary V. concert over at CCF, St. Francis Square. It was one my treats to Pol too :). So we rested for at least 15 minutes and got ready again to go. Aileen, my other sister was already waiting for us so we got ready to go to the concert.

Again, an exhilirating experience - Gary was still himself, but this time, he became an inspiration to me too -- he's one survivor truly blessed by God. He's a magnificent example of how God works and how we all have a purpose in this life.

Ended that day with a really heavy dinner at Super Bowl - Pol was still a bit shy around my sisters, but he's comfortable. I was already greeting him Happy Birthday all throughout the day.

By that time, already almost midnight, we were all too tired to go anywhere. The energy's there, but the body's too tired already. So we headed home.

I gave Pol a really tight hug and wished him again, for the nth time, a Happy Birthday.