of red-red, D.O.M.s, and the perfect cheesecake

just recently i happened to be in dumaguete to attend a friend's wedding. these are the accounts of what occured during the said visit.

11:00 AM Thursday, June 1, 2006:
we left the office around 11:00 AM. the agreement was to leave at about 10:00 AM but the Filipino trait resurfaced and a couple of us came late. (apologies to Paul and Roshelle who had to wait). we headed on taxi to the South Bus Terminal to ride a bus for Liloan, Cebu. alex who also came in late was pleased that we met at the office as he had Citilink in mind.

upon reaching Liloan we took the fast craft to Sibulan, which took about 30 mins. nothing of interest happened that time.

2:00 PM Thursday, June 1, 2006:
dumaguete is a very quaint city. it is not celebrative but rather has a very relaxed atmosphere. as usual Lexie wanted to introduce gayness into the conservative city. every now and then while we were riding the multicab to WorldView Hotel, he would wave at different passersbys and greet, "Hi Churva! Kumusta naman ang pagchuchumenylyn natin dyan?"

upon getting to the hotel we learned that our reservations had only been for the 2nd and so we had to settle for a family room with an extra bed. i had to settle for the extra bed as I was in the presence of queens; a drama queen and two drag queens.

7:00 PM Thursday, June 1, 2006:
red-red is the oldest of 3 siblings. she was also the first of the siblings to practice the oldest profession...hoaring.

we never got to meet red-red during our visit in dumaguete. we had walked the boardwalk two nights in a row hoping to meet the infamous prostitute. never happened.

meet however her two siblings.

r. teves, a.k.a., blue-blue. blue-blue is the sibling with the weakest constitution. born early and with a congenital head deformation, she may frequently complain of pain. often the party pooper, you should be wary around blue-blue as she tends to be the most EYVEL among the siblings.

eth. ethtemar, a.k.a. black-black. black-black is the most photogenic of the sisters. (take note, picture beautiful does not necessarily mean person beautiful) despite this shortcoming, black-black possesses tremendous confidence. sorry, that's an understatement. confidence to the highest level.

somewhere between 1:00 AM and 3:00 AM, Friday, June 2, 2006:
"hi! my friend wants to meet you." wouldn't you like to hear that? you hear that and you're heart skips a beat. thoughts run through your head and your heart starts beating. and it's interesting for you to realize that someone actually fancies you.

reality check, what if a Dirty Old Man is the one asking you that question for his Dirty Old Man friend? same physiological reaction. thoughts run through your head and your heart starts beating. "could i possibly run fast enough to get away from them?"

we we're in the said situation in dumaguete. well, not us. just paul and lexie.

after hours, Friday, June 2, 2006:

drunk talk does not make sense. i don't do drunk talk because i try not to get drunk. roshelle does not drink at all. i have a feeling that if she did. she'd have a nervous breakdown. but lexie and paul do. they drank quite a lot. which was probably what got us into the predicament earlier. the conversation, excuse me, ramble, was about love, sex and reminiscing.

on the way back. we had to walk because dumaguete does not have taxis. no pedicabs in sight too. all for the better. like i said drunk talk does not make sense. if you would like to see some proof, ask me. i've got it all on video. it's a music video actually of the popular song, "how much is that doggie in the window."

we did get home safely that night though and the sleep was quite good.

5:00 PM Friday, June 2, 2006:
no! we did not sleep until 5! we woke up right around 11 but i skipped a few hours in my narrative. i'll often skip to the good parts.

chuckie's wedding started at 5. the invite said 4 but things always do start late here in the philippines. it's a recurring trait as i said earlier.

7:00 PM Friday, June 2, 2006:
the reception started about 7. it was in one of dumaguete's better resorts. i forgot the resort name. lexie says it's "southsea side resort something." the food was great but the funniest thing was the wedding cake. it wasn't you're typical wedding cake, it was a three-tiered tray full of cupcakes. i thought it was part of the desserts. so i just took one. leon happened to ask where i got the cupcake and i told him where. after he did, everyone else took a piece from it. unfortunately, it was the wedding cake. so there was no eating of the cake scene for the reception. (nobody knows that i initiated the hoarding of the cake and everybody blamed leon for it...but don't tell!)

10:00 PM Friday, June 2, 2006:
they say the best party scene in dumaguete is in el camino bar. so that's where we went to that evening. i had hoped for a real good night. but apparently, people in dumaguete don't know how to dance. they know how to flirt around, which was what paul and lexie were indulging in. i got bored so i just drank myself stupid with red horse and vodka.

we went home around 2 am the following day

12:00 PM Saturday, June 3, 2006:
i think it was about this time. we strolled down boulevard looking for a good place to eat at. we eventually ended up eating at this cafe. can't quite remember the name but there remains one unforgettable thing about the place. CHEESECAKE! (notice the caps) it was the best cheesecake in the world. well, at least where i've tried it out. but then roshelle, lexie and paul all agree with me that it was the BEST, if not, THE PERFECT CHEESECAKE! everything in it just melts in your mouth - cream, crust and blueberries all! if i happen to be back in dumaguete, i'm going to buy a whole box of it.

the afternoon till the evening of Saturday, June 3, 2006:
we packed our stuff up. took the trip back.

cab, boat, bus. split our ways.

taxi. home. and finally! bed!