Relax, Unwind, Relax

I have been blogging like a snail lately. Scrap that. More like, the frequency of seeing Ogag in any television or movie exposure. Blame the figure of speech on a movie called Torotot. Anyway, the past two weekends were headlined by two successive outings or excursions which is the commonly used term.

Last March 28-29, we were in Splash Mountain in Laguna to relax, unwind, relax in the much hyped 15 swimming pools, four story giant slides, and a fun-filled weekend, much to the exaggeration by the guy who shall be mentioned but will not be named. The "enjoy" was kicked off by an hour long standing only trip via commercial bus to Laguna.

Picture this, on my back were the altec lantingish speakers. I was holding a bag of groceries on one hand, and I had to stand on the aisle, unbeknownst of the time when my ass can finally get some cushion action. To make matters worse, the co-captain of the bus (kundoktor) was going to and fro, rubbing whatnots with me while collecting fare. To make matters worserer, the other passengers where putting out FUs with their calm sleeping faces amidst the full blast airconditioning. Right then and there I wanted to scream like a maniac and shatter their stolen powernaps!

Anyway, we survived the trip, save for King who was the occasional view on the front with his constant rising and falling whenever someone gets in and out (of the bus, I mean). The saving grace was the venue. The room was big enough to fit in nine people, ten bags, 1 cooler, two laptops, 1 tv and Ninoy's ego. My only gripe with the pools were that there were so shallow you couldn't dive, or go skinny dipping and legwatching. It was definitely made for children and some adults 5 feet and so.

And this thing is important, the water is damn hot. not warm, hot! If you just pooped, wait five minutes or so, or you'll definitely yelp. And yes, Ninoy used that excuse to not take a bath, again.

As expected, the night turned out to be a simple relocation of the drinking session, with me ending up as the pastor, Yaggz revealing that he is a willing responsibilitycatcher, and the guy who shall be mentioned but will not be named is still the last guy standing (as always). It was a different case in the morning though, with the counquest of the four story giant slides still on our radar.

All I can say is this - we owned those weak ass slides! And yes, we finally got to sit and take a powernap on the way back to Manila. All in all, a relaxing, unwinding, relaxing event.

8 out of 10.