Davao, a place in the southern part of the Philippines, about a 1.5-hour plane ride from Manila, was the location of my crazy gang's latest shenanigans. It was an interesting experience, to say the least. (Some pictures from the trip are below, just click to enlarge.)
Spending a few days in a place that I had never been to before had its ups and downs. It was hot, so hot. I was so thirsty most of the time. And scurrying to go to this place and that was so tiring.
But I didn't mind.
Hungry and thirsty? There was fresh and good food to eat (and beer to drink, of course), in locations that pleased more than just my stomach.
Hot and sweaty? Dips in one of nature's bath tubs were cool and refreshing.
Feet tired from walking? The feeling of soft, powdery sand between my toes was amazingly restorative.
Being a stranger in a strange new place wasn't bad at all, especially since I was with the BFFF's (best fucking friends forever).
And I made some new friends, too!
(Though one of them remained stone-cold and and unmoving, no matter how hard I or my friends tried to charm him. The bugger.)
Days and nights with friends, times of forgetting and yet remembering, moments of belly-aching laughter and of cathartic tears.
Goodbye, Davao. We had a good time there.