Rejuvenation 2009

Getting my ass in shape for Amanda's wedding in May.

Diet: more veggies, less meat plus a whole lotta water.

Gym: pump it up to 6km

bring.it.on

To Bora, To Bora...cay

I am back from le paradise -- and it sucks.

Boracay was one of the best beaches/islands I've ever been to. I'd recommend a trip there to anyone and everyone.

Here's a recap:

Day 1.

7am direct flight to Kalibo. Being the retards that we are, we decided to NOT SLEEP and 'party' till 5 am. We didn't exactly party --more like packing, showering, plucking unwanted body hair and last minute shopping (disposable undies/aloe vera lotion/sun tan lotion...)

This is what people look like without sleep before a trip:

2 hours and 30 mins later, we arrived in Kalibo. The airport -- k, mini airport was very cute and small and cute. It was like the mini cooper of airports. An hour car ride plus 10 min boat ride plus 2 min motorcycle ride later, we were finally there. The weather wasn't to our expectations, but it didn't matter. We were at the beach.

We got in around 1pm and took a much needed nap. 1st stop was kayaking (amazing), followed by a buffet dinner on the beach (yummy), followed by coffee on the beach (brillant) and ended the first nite with massages on the beach (awesome).

Day 2.

Woke up to sound of plitter, platter... First insticts were "am I back in Seattle?" But it didn't matter. We still went island hopping, fishing (Angela caught a fish!) and snorkelling in the afternoon. The weather was a beeyotch all morning/afternoon that we opted for take out massages. As in, the lovely ladies came to our hotel room and did their magic while Titantic was playing in the background.

Dinner on the beach was lovely again -- as was the post dinner coffee.

Day 3.

Hark my eyes, the sun was shinning (somewhat)! While Angela indulged herself with a shiatsu massage, I tried to soak up as much sun as I could. It was one of those perfect, carefree afternoons of doing absolutely nothing.

Since the weather was lookin up, we took one of em sailboats out to watch the sunset. I don't remember seeing the sunset (I think I was napping), but Ang said it was goregous. Before we went out for dinner, Troy, the owner of the hotel, let us sample his infamous Turtle shots. We didn't really know what was in it, except something about 99% vodka. We opted for another buffet dinner on the beach and when we went back to the hotel, downed 4 more Turtle shots with Troy, the bartender and some German dude. Good stuff.



Day 4.

Can you guess what we did? Lounged at the beach, Ang got a mani/pedi, chilled at our usual cafe while we watched the sunset, ate pizza on the beach, splurged on the local seafood, listened to a live band, gazed at the stars -- trying to take it all in before leaving. (Ang drank 5 mango/banana shakes that day -- crazy).

Day 5.

11am flight back to Taipei -- boo.

FYI. Angela took about 500 pictures (again, crazy). I've selected about 56 PG ones that are posted on facebook. Enjoy!

2 more days till paradise!

Just a sneak preview...

Emile's Birthday

LB crew @ the Diner =

Restlessness

We are what we repeatedly do.

Work.Gym.Home.Work.Gym.Home.Work.Gym.Home... [I should be fit like a thorough bred -- key word being should, but I'm not. I think all the drinkin after the work out may be the reason why....] Throw in the occasional KTV/mah jong/movie and that's my routine.

Long gone are my spontaneous days of grabbing a book and wandering to a near by town/city for a day of exploring or walking around the city and noticing a building/park that's always been there, but I'm just seeing it for the first time.

I think that's it -- my relationship with Taiwan has passed the honeymoon stage. We're no longer getting to know each other... [gulp] do I dare say that I have finally committed?

CNY 2009

Happy Ox Year!

Every year around this time (if I'm in Taiwan), I usually head to a beach somewhere in SE Asia. But for some reason, ticket prices were hella pricey this year. I opted to stay at home and be naked all week while the roommates went back to their respected hometowns down south. It was super nice to have the place all to myself (and spotless) for the week but when everyone came back, the house felt homey again.

I did nothing in particular, except catch up on sleep, recover from this 2 month long virus and getting back on the mill. I'm planning a trip to Boracay this month but I'm a bit scared that I won't be able to get the days off. Hmmm.

It's Sunday nite -- 9 hours till I have to be at work and all I can think about is being denied the days off plus the MMR that's due on Wednesday. Ugh~

I hope to dream of that one sandy beach in SE Asia that's been calling my name.