Boracay offers a lot to the senses of wandering souls out there (like me!). There are countless bars, restaurants, nooks and crannies to choose from where you can hang out, eat ’til you turn obese and drink ’til you drop and swear never to take an ounce of alcohol ever again!
D’Mall is perfect for these things. Not only can you feast on your tummy’s desires, but there are also tons of goodies for dear shopaholics like myself. Some stuff are expensive, some are cheap. But this particular night, I was focused on doing one thing and one thing alone — GETTING WASTED.
Part of getting wasted is to make sure that your body can handle the alcohol content you plan to intoxicate yourself with. Otherwise, you might just find yourself in a hospital, dying of the poison you swigged all night. So, a nice hefty dinner must be in order…
Then a little walk along the park helps digest what you just ingested. Enjoy the sights… go watch people…
When you feel like you’re no longer bloated, explore the area for some cheap beer that sell by the bucket (the cheapest we found was P39/bottle). Take your time… Eat again if you have to… Mahaba-habang inuman itoh…
Unfortunately, I’m not one to be patient getting zonked. You know what I did? I headed to Budget Mart, bought myself a bottle of Cossack vodka and Del Monte four seasons (for less than P50) and downed everything in one sitting! By the time I got back to the bar, I was hammered! I honestly can’t remember what happened next. Only these pictures serve as proof of that fateful night. Too bad Peter wasn’t able to take a picture of this naked guy, who was as sloshed as I was and wanted to dance with me. Hahaha!!! That would’ve been so funny!!!! It would’ve been one helluva kodak moment! Tsk, tsk…
Let these pictures tell you the rest of the story that fateful night… One minute I was dancing, the next minute I was crying, then laughing again! I also dozed a number of times until I couldn’t wake up anymore. My sister Abba and her gf Chris told me that in between catnaps, I barfed a couple of times, all over the dance floor, all over our feet, all over my hair and all the way back to the hotel. Bwahahahahaha! What can I say? When I want something, I ALWAYS get it. Bwhahahaha!!!! Mission accomplished!
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