Batangas
Everybody needs to let loose sometimes. Ralph, a bandmate of mine, noticed that I’ve been looking a bit stressed out lately, and he said that it was probably because of my routinary life. Despite my seemingly spontaneous and exciting lifestyle – I don’t have a 9-to-5 job but praise God I’m still making a living – I knew for a fact that he was right. I never go 20 kilometers past my house if it’s not for work, quote unquote. Realizing this, I kidnapped the boyfie and got him to say yes to driving us to the nearest decent beach that I knew of: Laiya.
I consulted Google for beach resorts and found some that suited our tastes. We both loved pools, so that left a couple for us to choose from. My first choice (my only choice at first, actually haha) was Acuatico, a very popular resort that knew not of a peak season because everyday is always a busy day for them. Upon calling their office, I was told that all of their weekends until June are fully booked. I convinced Eric to take his Tuesday off instead, and still we got wait-listed. Amazing.
Eric had been to Laiya a few times, and he told me about Blue Coral. We decided to stay there instead. It was a pretty good move, actually. I would give it a rating of 8 out of 10. More on that later.
First, here are polaroids of our breakfast stopover at Starbucks.

It took us roughly 2 and a half hours to get to Laiya. The road trips always make a huge part of the adventure for me. I don’t really listen to hiphop that much, but we bounced to some Flo Rida and Drake like bawses on the way there. It was a pretty fun trip, I’ll admit.



We arrived at Blue Coral at 1:30PM. We tried to grab some lunch from the resort’s restaurant as soon as we got settled, but there weren’t any waiters in sight. All of the staff were either sweeping the floor or carrying stuff around. When we’d ask one of them, they’d point us back to the empty restaurant. It took us about 15 minutes of roaming around to actually figure out how to order food! And that was how they lost 1 point from me. Finally, Eric’s eagle eyes were able to spot a waiter who was swiftly passing by. It was a good thing he was really nice. He brought our food all the way to the beachfront, too, as we had requested. :D


Look, our own cottage! Sweeeet.



The beach was lovely, but we didn’t spend too much time there because I spotted a (rather adorable) squishy-looking jellyfish as soon as I touched the water. We tried swimming a few meters away, but that didn’t stop me from getting rashes. My arms and legs started to get red and itchy all over, so we decided to hit the pool. I thanked the heavens for not making me book a pool-less resort.


We chilled and had drinks by the poolside.



This would have made for a sweet photo if my hair hadn’t decided that it was a great time to do a wacky pose.


Sorry, guys. Pic spam coming up. The pool is very photogenic in the evening. Haha. #palusot







It got rather quiet after dinner, and the only thing happening was the bar. It would have been a waste to call it a night so early, so we spent the rest of it chatting with Kuya Bong the bartender.

He was really really nice and hardworking. His fellow bartenders were on leave, so we watched him as he patiently and courteously attended to all of his customers singlehandedly. From taking all the orders, to mixing all the drinks, to taking all the payments to the cashier, he did everything with a smile on his face and without any hint of protest. Watta guy that guy. He deserves an award.
And because of Kuya Bong, I took back the earlier deduction of 1 from my overall rating.





But as I said before, the score still ends at 8/10. I am very particular with cleanliness especially when it comes to the bathroom. I wasn’t able to take photos of the poolside room we booked. It was okay. Nothing too fancy, and nothing too flimsy either. Except, the bathroom was WET *insert horrified face here* when we arrived, like someone clumsy had just finished using it. And not to mention, it smelled hella funky. The bidet was left lying on the floor. I checked to see if the bidet holder was broken, and it wasn’t. So I couldn’t imagine what business the bidet had with the floor. Also, if you wanted to keep the toilet dry, you wouldn’t want to perch the shower head on its holder while in use. Oh well. Other than that, it was alright.

All in all, we had a nice experience. Friendly staff, awesome pool, tasty food and drinks, sleepable room. We’d definitely come back if given the chance.

On our way home, we spotted this cafe called Cafeño. I’m a huge sucker for cozy-looking, non-franchised coffee shops, so Eric parked the car right outside it without any questions asked. Well, he did actually ask me if I wanted to try it out, but he had made the turn before I could even say yes. Haha. He knows me so well.


The coffee and food were heavenly! If you happen to spot this cafe, I suggest you try their Banana Barako Float, Spanish Tablea, and Chicken Adobo Flakes. Yummmmyyyyyy~

My adobo flakes were so good, even Eric couldn’t resist stealing a bite while I was taking photos lol.
Sadly, our quick vacation ended there. Sagittarians are adventure-lovers, and an adventure, no matter how simple and short-lived, was just what I needed to recharge my batteries. Now…where shall the next one be? :)
Photos taken with a Canon IXUS 310 HS and Fuji Instax Mini 8.







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