Naalala ko pa when I last visited Galera. I was really keen on trying it out on my own. Yung tipong no holds-barred vacation. Been hearing how Galera has been the summer capital of PLU’s so I’d wanna see how it is without anyone knowing. Syempre hindi ko naman mayaya mga friends ko kungdi patay ako.
The logical thing to do was search online. Nagstart sa 2, hanggang nadagdagan pa. Then nagdala ng friend yung isa so umabot kami sa 6. To cut the story short, natuloy kami sa Galera na dun lang kami sa pier nagkakila-kilala. Ok naman sila. Masaya kasama. May halata, may discreet, at may malibog. Nung una ok naman talaga. I enjoyed the first day. Beach, beach, beach. Kaso nung kinagabihan na dun na nag-umpisa ang milagro. Inuman sa beach, nagkalasingan. May tama na ako kaya naisipan ko magpa henna. Nalimutan ko na allergic nga pala ako sa henna. Pag gising ko, dun ko nalaman na ginawa palang motel yung labas ng room namin. So ito na nga ang milagro ng Galera. Easy hookup tss. Dun ko din narealize na kahit ganito pala ako eh I still can’t fit in that lifestyle. I really got pissed. Parang, respeto naman. I know, in a way, I overreacted. But then again, that vacation was a complete mess. Second day I went on my own, not talking to anyone. Worse part was, allergy started showing up. So pissed off na nga, kating kati pa. So I’ve decided to cut the trip short. They were actually asking me to stay but then what’s the point. Saka kelangan ko magvisit sa ER para magpasaksak ng steroids for my allergy.
Lesson Learned: Actually wala. Siguro I was just shocked then. I thought the trip would somehow pave way for me to meet someone interesting. Turned out reunion lang pala ng malilibog sa Manila.
Now, I wanted to go back. Trying my luck again. But maybe this time I would be open. Maybe…
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