Weekend Story: Slow Saturday and Whatta Sunday

We had quite a long weekend. Long, in the sense that, the passing of time felt so slow on Saturday. Or so I assumed. It was the opposite on Sunday, though. The hubby and I got too busy with some activities that before we knew it, it was time to go to bed already.

We stayed in Manila because the hubby had to go on an overnight trip with his masteral class. It was like their field trip cum summer outing. He left on Saturday morning and I got sick the night before. It was just a slight fever (37.6°C) and a few hours after taking a Tempra Forte tablet, I got well already (36.4°C). The cause of my slight fever? Body pains from excessive exercise (zumba + walking) last holiday! Yes, I learned my lesson the hard way. Ouch.

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Wednesday Night at Eastwood, Libis

Eastwood, a posh hang-out place in Libis, Quezon City, is far from my place. To give you an idea on how far it is from where I live, the normal taxi fare goes at around P150 one way. That’s the reason why whenever I get the chance to go there, I jump at the opportunity. Last night, I was lucky to have been invited by a blogger friend to try the offerings of the Flying Pig, one of the hip restaurants under the Red Crab chain. They serve mostly pork dishes and I was glad I went because I had a great time feasting on savory pork dishes that were far from ordinary.

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Eastwood is a lovely place that looks very upscale to me. Each time I go there, I wander around like a kid. I like that the main mall, Eastwood Mall, is surrounded by nice-looking establishments (bars, cafes, restaurants, gadget shops, boutiques, etc.) as well as high-rise condominiums and office buildings. There’s also a big fountain in front of the mall that’s good for picture taking. I love that my photos taken there appear as if I was in a foreign country. I also noticed that it seems independent from the rest of Quezon City (slums, bad traffic and all). People who frequent the place will certainly understand what I mean by that.

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