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Monday, April 17, 2006

The Subic Getaway Une: Life's a Beach

It started with the text message that read, "got any plans for the Holy Week?" to which I replied, "um, no." Then came an inevitable, "wanna go to Subic?" to which I answered, "hell, yeah!"

I had initially intended to only capture the blue-ness of the sky while I was taking this photo when I noticed, to my surprise and subsequent delight, that this pretty vixen wanted to be a part of the shot. Seeing the preview image, I said, "what the heck, join in if you want to." And so she did. Photo was taken along the North Luzon Expressway in transit to Subic.

I always let myself get easily dragged to spur-of-the-moment travels for as long as I do not have anything planned. Having gone to Subic several times before and knowing how the villas there are furnished, I got off work early and bought a set of DVDs for the entire season of Grey's Anatomy just in case we decide to stay indoors instead of going-out-to-enjoy-the-sun,-get-some-tan,-and-frolic-in-the-sand. As a sort of warning to those who might buy them dibidis: the set only has 6 discs containing 12 episodes when the entire season actually has 16 episodes. We got to rely on the previously-in-Grey's-Anatomy portion before each episode so we could catch up with what we missed (and four episodes is a material miss).

Having been "just dragged," I left deciding on the intinerary up to my comrades, Ainna, Conrad, and Carlo. Talk about being passive. Ultra-passive, should such a state exist. I did not even know there were beaches in Subic (loser!). And I realized, on our three-day stay at the place, there are actually no really nice beaches in the area. Sure there are shores with brown-to-grey-sh-brown sands, but they just don't live up to our idea of what a beach should have. Or be like, at the very least. We drove around and every shore on all pseudo-beaches were filled with people. Some even asking for an entrance fee of P200.00 (US$4.00) which we had to let pass since the people-infested beach looked really ghastly. Pictures below are from three different locations in the area.

The sky is greatly blue as usual. In fact it's the perfect beach weather. Minus the beach, of course. It's in these moments, tanning lotion on tow, that you wish you could wish for Boracay to just come on over. Or Coron in Palawan. Or Caylabne, as a last resort.

Good thing we have something else to look forward to (other than Ainna's diving which is one of the reasons they chose Subic). Something that involves animals apart from the monkeys you usually see crossing the highways of Subic. That something is actually a somewhere.

It's called Zoobic.

[mood set by Lucie Silvas singing Nothing Else Matters (a Metallica cover)]

[End of part une]


All images in this post are proprietary to the author. Copyright 2006 by Fritz Tentativa.

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