photos courtesy of cuteoverload.com
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
shortest story challenge
i love short stories
Hemmingway was once supposed to have written a short story in just six words. it goes:
"For Sale: Baby Shoes. Never Worn..."
the challenge: come up with your own six word stories and post it here!
here are my favorites from wired.com...
Computer, did we bring batteries? Computer? -eileen gunn
Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time- Alan Moore
Longed for him. Got him. Shit.- Margaret Atwood
Epitaph: Foolish humans, never escaped Earth.- Vernor Vinge
It cost too much, staying human.- Bruce Sterling
It’s behind you! Hurry before it- Rockne S. O’Bannon
I’m your future, child. Don’t cry.- Stephen Baxter
We went solar; sun went nova.- Ken MacLeod
TIME MACHINE REACHES FUTURE!!! … nobody there …- Harry Harrison
Epitaph: He shouldn't have fed it.- Brian Herbert
Hemmingway was once supposed to have written a short story in just six words. it goes:
"For Sale: Baby Shoes. Never Worn..."
the challenge: come up with your own six word stories and post it here!
here are my favorites from wired.com...
Computer, did we bring batteries? Computer? -eileen gunn
Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time- Alan Moore
Longed for him. Got him. Shit.- Margaret Atwood
Epitaph: Foolish humans, never escaped Earth.- Vernor Vinge
It cost too much, staying human.- Bruce Sterling
It’s behind you! Hurry before it- Rockne S. O’Bannon
I’m your future, child. Don’t cry.- Stephen Baxter
We went solar; sun went nova.- Ken MacLeod
TIME MACHINE REACHES FUTURE!!! … nobody there …- Harry Harrison
Epitaph: He shouldn't have fed it.- Brian Herbert
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Prop8
please read and think about it.
"Finally tonight as promised, a Special Comment on the passage, last week, of Proposition Eight in California, which rescinded the right of same-sex couples to marry, and tilted the balance on this issue, from coast to coast.Some parameters, as preface.
This isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics, and this isn't really just about Prop-8. And I don't have a personal investment in this: I'm not gay, I had to strain to think of one member of even my very extended family who is, I have no personal stories of close friends or colleagues fighting the prejudice that still pervades their lives.And yet to me this vote is horrible. Horrible. Because this isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics. This is about the... human heart, and if that sounds corny, so be it.
If you voted for this Proposition or support those who did or the sentiment they expressed, I have some questions, because, truly, I do not... understand.
Why does this matter to you? What is it to you?
In a time of impermanence and fly-by-night relationships, these people over here want the same chance at permanence and happiness that is your option.
They don't want to deny you yours.
They don't want to take anything away from you.
They want what you want -- a chance to be a little less alone in the world.
Only now you are saying to them -- no. You can't have it on these terms. Maybe something similar. If they behave. If they don't cause too much trouble. You'll even give them all the same legal rights -- even as you're taking away the legal right, which they already had. A world around them, still anchored in love and marriage, and you are saying, no, you can't marry. What if somebody passed a law that said you couldn't marry?
I keep hearing this term "re-defining" marriage.If this country hadn't re-defined marriage, black people still couldn't marry white people. Sixteen states had laws on the books which made that illegal... in 1967. 1967.The parents of the President-Elect of the United States couldn't have married in nearly one third of the states of the country their son grew up to lead. But it's worse than that. If this country had not "re-defined" marriage, some black people still couldn't marry...black people. It is one of the most overlooked and cruelest parts of our sad story of slavery. Marriages were not legally recognized, if the people were slaves. Since slaves were property, they could not legally be husband and wife, or mother and child. Their marriage vows were different: not "Until Death, Do You Part," but "Until Death or Distance, Do You Part." Marriages among slaves were not legally recognized.You know, just like marriages today in California are not legally recognized, if the people are... gay.And uncountable in our history are the number of men and women, forced by society into marrying the opposite sex, in sham marriages, or marriages of convenience, or just marriages of not knowing -- centuries of men and women who have lived their lives in shame and unhappiness, and who have, through a lie to themselves or others, broken countless other lives, of spouses and children... All because we said a man couldn't marry another man, or a woman couldn't marry another woman.
The sanctity of marriage. How many marriages like that have there been and how on earth do they increase the "sanctity" of marriage rather than render the term, meaningless?
What is this, to you?
Nobody is asking you to embrace their expression of love. But don't you, as human beings, have to embrace... that love? The world is barren enough.It is stacked against love, and against hope, and against those very few and precious emotions that enable us to go forward.
Your marriage only stands a 50-50 chance of lasting, no matter how much you feel and how hard you work.And here are people overjoyed at the prospect of just that chance, and that work, just for the hope of having that feeling. With so much hate in the world, with so much meaningless division, and people pitted against people for no good reason, this is what your religion tells you to do? With your experience of life and this world and all its sadnesses, this is what your conscience tells you to do?With your knowledge that life, with endless vigor, seems to tilt the playing field on which we all live, in favor of unhappiness and hate... this is what your heart tells you to do? You want to sanctify marriage? You want to honor your God and the universal love you believe he represents? Then Spread happiness -- this tiny, symbolic, semantical grain of happiness -- share it with all those who seek it. Quote me anything from your religious leader or book of choice telling you to stand against this. And then tell me how you can believe both that statement and another statement, another one which reads only "do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
---You are asked now, by your country, and perhaps by your creator, to stand on one side or another. You are asked now to stand, not on a question of politics, not on a question of religion, not on a question of gay or straight. You are asked now to stand, on a question of...love. All you need do is stand, and let the tiny ember of love meet its own fate. You don't have to help it, you don't have it applaud it, you don't have to fight for it. Just don't put it out. Just don't extinguish it. Because while it may at first look like that love is between two people you don't know and you don't understand and maybe you don't even want to know...It is, in fact, the ember of your love, for your fellow **person...Just because this is the only world we have. And the other guy counts, too.
This is the second time in ten days I find myself concluding by turning to, of all things, the closing plea for mercy by Clarence Darrow in a murder trial.But what he said, fits what is really at the heart of this:"I was reading last night of the aspiration of the old Persian poet, Omar-Khayyam," he told the judge."It appealed to me as the highest that I can vision. I wish it was in my heart, and I wish it was in the hearts of all:"So I be written in the Book of Love;"I do not care about that Book above."Erase my name, or write it as you will,"So I be written in the Book of Love."---Good night, and good luck." - Keith Olbermann
"Finally tonight as promised, a Special Comment on the passage, last week, of Proposition Eight in California, which rescinded the right of same-sex couples to marry, and tilted the balance on this issue, from coast to coast.Some parameters, as preface.
This isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics, and this isn't really just about Prop-8. And I don't have a personal investment in this: I'm not gay, I had to strain to think of one member of even my very extended family who is, I have no personal stories of close friends or colleagues fighting the prejudice that still pervades their lives.And yet to me this vote is horrible. Horrible. Because this isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics. This is about the... human heart, and if that sounds corny, so be it.
If you voted for this Proposition or support those who did or the sentiment they expressed, I have some questions, because, truly, I do not... understand.
Why does this matter to you? What is it to you?
In a time of impermanence and fly-by-night relationships, these people over here want the same chance at permanence and happiness that is your option.
They don't want to deny you yours.
They don't want to take anything away from you.
They want what you want -- a chance to be a little less alone in the world.
Only now you are saying to them -- no. You can't have it on these terms. Maybe something similar. If they behave. If they don't cause too much trouble. You'll even give them all the same legal rights -- even as you're taking away the legal right, which they already had. A world around them, still anchored in love and marriage, and you are saying, no, you can't marry. What if somebody passed a law that said you couldn't marry?
I keep hearing this term "re-defining" marriage.If this country hadn't re-defined marriage, black people still couldn't marry white people. Sixteen states had laws on the books which made that illegal... in 1967. 1967.The parents of the President-Elect of the United States couldn't have married in nearly one third of the states of the country their son grew up to lead. But it's worse than that. If this country had not "re-defined" marriage, some black people still couldn't marry...black people. It is one of the most overlooked and cruelest parts of our sad story of slavery. Marriages were not legally recognized, if the people were slaves. Since slaves were property, they could not legally be husband and wife, or mother and child. Their marriage vows were different: not "Until Death, Do You Part," but "Until Death or Distance, Do You Part." Marriages among slaves were not legally recognized.You know, just like marriages today in California are not legally recognized, if the people are... gay.And uncountable in our history are the number of men and women, forced by society into marrying the opposite sex, in sham marriages, or marriages of convenience, or just marriages of not knowing -- centuries of men and women who have lived their lives in shame and unhappiness, and who have, through a lie to themselves or others, broken countless other lives, of spouses and children... All because we said a man couldn't marry another man, or a woman couldn't marry another woman.
The sanctity of marriage. How many marriages like that have there been and how on earth do they increase the "sanctity" of marriage rather than render the term, meaningless?
What is this, to you?
Nobody is asking you to embrace their expression of love. But don't you, as human beings, have to embrace... that love? The world is barren enough.It is stacked against love, and against hope, and against those very few and precious emotions that enable us to go forward.
Your marriage only stands a 50-50 chance of lasting, no matter how much you feel and how hard you work.And here are people overjoyed at the prospect of just that chance, and that work, just for the hope of having that feeling. With so much hate in the world, with so much meaningless division, and people pitted against people for no good reason, this is what your religion tells you to do? With your experience of life and this world and all its sadnesses, this is what your conscience tells you to do?With your knowledge that life, with endless vigor, seems to tilt the playing field on which we all live, in favor of unhappiness and hate... this is what your heart tells you to do? You want to sanctify marriage? You want to honor your God and the universal love you believe he represents? Then Spread happiness -- this tiny, symbolic, semantical grain of happiness -- share it with all those who seek it. Quote me anything from your religious leader or book of choice telling you to stand against this. And then tell me how you can believe both that statement and another statement, another one which reads only "do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
---You are asked now, by your country, and perhaps by your creator, to stand on one side or another. You are asked now to stand, not on a question of politics, not on a question of religion, not on a question of gay or straight. You are asked now to stand, on a question of...love. All you need do is stand, and let the tiny ember of love meet its own fate. You don't have to help it, you don't have it applaud it, you don't have to fight for it. Just don't put it out. Just don't extinguish it. Because while it may at first look like that love is between two people you don't know and you don't understand and maybe you don't even want to know...It is, in fact, the ember of your love, for your fellow **person...Just because this is the only world we have. And the other guy counts, too.
This is the second time in ten days I find myself concluding by turning to, of all things, the closing plea for mercy by Clarence Darrow in a murder trial.But what he said, fits what is really at the heart of this:"I was reading last night of the aspiration of the old Persian poet, Omar-Khayyam," he told the judge."It appealed to me as the highest that I can vision. I wish it was in my heart, and I wish it was in the hearts of all:"So I be written in the Book of Love;"I do not care about that Book above."Erase my name, or write it as you will,"So I be written in the Book of Love."---Good night, and good luck." - Keith Olbermann
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
NO, NO, NO, NO NO!
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Proposition 8 is a California State ballot proposition that would amend the state Constitution to restrict the definition of marriage to a union between a man and a woman. It would overturn a recent California Supreme Court decision that had recognized same-sex marriage in California as a fundamental right. The official ballot title language for Proposition 8 is "Eliminates Right of Same-Sex Couples to Marry." The entirety of the text to be added to the constitution is: "Only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized in California."
The campaigns for and against Proposition 8 raised $35.8 million and $37.6 million, respectively, becoming the highest-funded campaign on any state ballot that day and surpassing every campaign in the country in spending except the presidential contest. The proponents argued for exclusively heterosexual marriage while claiming that failure to change the constitution would require changes to school curriculum and threaten church tax benefits. The opponents argued that eliminating the rights of any Californian and mandating that one group of people be treated differently from everyone else was unfair and wrong.
Malate Ink
"Ganito, gawa tayo nang Family Crest... May Letter A na malaki for Atadero tapos yung dalawang aso natin si labradog at blackie na naka sampa sa A instead na leon! tapos yung ang ipa tattoo natin sa noo mo...".
Pinag uusapan namin kung anong style ng tattoo ang maganda. My sister likes oriental tattoos. Kois and geishas, kanji...my dad likes the traditinal ones hearts and skulls and roses...my mom likes the invisible ones best of all. "tattoo tattoo..pang mga preso! ang cheap cheap! ang panget tignan! hindi disente!..." she starts "eh bakit si uncle million nagpa tattoo ng kilay hindi nyo naman sinasabihan ng cheap..." yes you read that right. My UNCLE with naturally sparse eyebrows, now sports a half inch thick, solid black, flattened catterpillars as eyebrows. i cant wait to see how he'd look when he turns 80..
but people don't just get tattoos in the name of vanity. Once upon a time, tribes used tattoos and piercings and other forms of body art in rituals... welcoming a child to adulthood, marriage, blessing a man with the mark of a warrior, honoring priests and priestesses with their own special mark....marks they will wear for a lifetime.
I guess what makes tattoos so controversial is not the pain but its permanence and there lies its power. Some people who get tattooed have gone through difficult times. a troubled past, death of a loved one, a caged existance... some get tattoos to celebrate eternal love, proclaim eternal adoration for rock bands, or make visible the ties that bind them to their mommas
in our lives of constant change, maybe we all need something to serve as a perpetual reminder of the loving child, the good partner, the victorious warrior,and even the gods within.
Pinag uusapan namin kung anong style ng tattoo ang maganda. My sister likes oriental tattoos. Kois and geishas, kanji...my dad likes the traditinal ones hearts and skulls and roses...my mom likes the invisible ones best of all. "tattoo tattoo..pang mga preso! ang cheap cheap! ang panget tignan! hindi disente!..." she starts "eh bakit si uncle million nagpa tattoo ng kilay hindi nyo naman sinasabihan ng cheap..." yes you read that right. My UNCLE with naturally sparse eyebrows, now sports a half inch thick, solid black, flattened catterpillars as eyebrows. i cant wait to see how he'd look when he turns 80..
but people don't just get tattoos in the name of vanity. Once upon a time, tribes used tattoos and piercings and other forms of body art in rituals... welcoming a child to adulthood, marriage, blessing a man with the mark of a warrior, honoring priests and priestesses with their own special mark....marks they will wear for a lifetime.
I guess what makes tattoos so controversial is not the pain but its permanence and there lies its power. Some people who get tattooed have gone through difficult times. a troubled past, death of a loved one, a caged existance... some get tattoos to celebrate eternal love, proclaim eternal adoration for rock bands, or make visible the ties that bind them to their mommas
in our lives of constant change, maybe we all need something to serve as a perpetual reminder of the loving child, the good partner, the victorious warrior,and even the gods within.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Mga Kwento ni lola Basyang- Ang Garapon
repost from patch.
a good reminder for all of us ;)
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "Yes."The professor then produced two beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. "'Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things --- your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions --- and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. "The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else --- the small stuff. "If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you. "Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first --- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand." One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented. The professor smiled and said, "I'm glad you asked. The beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of beers with a friend."
a good reminder for all of us ;)
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "Yes."The professor then produced two beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. "'Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things --- your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions --- and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. "The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else --- the small stuff. "If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you. "Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first --- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand." One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented. The professor smiled and said, "I'm glad you asked. The beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of beers with a friend."
Feel na feel ko na ang christmas spirit...
sana pwede sya ikahon, lagyan nang ribbon at ilagay sa ilalim nang Christmas Tree...
Friday, October 10, 2008
Sarah G.
and speaking of fashion magazines, have you guys seen Sarah Geronimo on the cover of this month's Preview Magazine? I almost fainted when i saw this at 7-11.... 
Gorgeous! I just know it had to be the magic wand of Juan Sarte and I was right! My god, idol ko talaga si Juan Sarte! ang galing talaga nya! reminds me of the legandary Judy Ann Santos cover of Mega Magazine a few years ago. I'm getting Nora aunor vibes on this girl, i'm telling ya....
Gorgeous! I just know it had to be the magic wand of Juan Sarte and I was right! My god, idol ko talaga si Juan Sarte! ang galing talaga nya! reminds me of the legandary Judy Ann Santos cover of Mega Magazine a few years ago. I'm getting Nora aunor vibes on this girl, i'm telling ya....
I Hate Sarah Palin
Now that the U.S. elections are less than 30 days away, let me state for the record: I HATE SARAH PALIN. Let's make it clear, obviously, iam not a US citizen (thank god!) and more obviously will not be voting. Let's just say that i look at the US elections like an basketball game of Ateneo vs Lasalle.
Although, I do have some misgivings about Obama's plan to give back jobs to US soil, Boo-hoo for a call center subsidized economy like ours but good for them, This guy will do what is best for his country's citizens and for that,(let's save the America is Evil discussion for next time shall we?) i respect him as a politician. which is more than i can say for Sarah Palin.
I watched the debate between her and Biden and it made me wonder why Mc Cain chose her to be his vice presidential nominee. The old guy must be nearer to senility than we thought!
Everytime she positions herself as one of the masses, Homer Simpson comes to my mind. Well at least i can still give homie the benefit of the doubt if he can answer pressing issues about running the country.
She is right though. McCAin is a Maverick. He defied all logic and intelligence when he chose her to be his cheerleader-er, i mean vicepresidential candidate.
p.s. Fox News, critizised newsweek for putting an unretouched picture of the sara palin on the cover. Newsweek ain't a fashion magazine you idiots. and read the title/ she's suppose dto be one of the folks, wrinkles and all. (she doesn't look that bad actually. she has great skin!)
somebody at the office has too much time on their hands...
introducing the Hotdoll!sex toy for dogs!
look at the expression on that dog's face.... nyahahahaha!
Tagalog Version ng Low, soldierboy, bleeding love, clumsy atbp
hahaha! jologs na kung jologs pero natutuwa ako dito! tagalog version ng mga usong kanta ngayon by DJ Sundalong Bata (soldierboy) at Binibining ganda (Beautiful Girl) favorite ko pa din yung law lawl (tagalog version ng low)the first song
ahahah!
In fairness, maganda yung boses ni binbining ganda! Alam nyo ba na may mga tagalog songs na translated din sa chinese at japanese? mas naapreciate kasi nila yun kanta pag naaintindihan nila meaning neto.. so it's not so jologs to translate songs after all :)
http://thecherryorchard.multiply.com/music/item/75
1st song- low
2nd song- soldierboy
3rdsong -clumsy
4th song - with you
5th song- umbrella
last song-bleeding heart
aminin nyo na, natuwa kayo no? magpakatotoo ka sister!
ang ganda ng jeans, laylayan ay bitin...
lahat sa kanya ay nakatingin.
bewang nitow (bewang nitow)
naka lundow (naka lundow)
nalawlaw lawlawlaw....
ayloooveeeetttt!!!!1:D
Thursday, October 9, 2008
EKHHH, EKHH....
can you guess what ekhh ekhh is? :)
http://thecherryorchard.multiply.com/music/item/73/ekhh_ekhhh...._1_song
http://thecherryorchard.multiply.com/music/item/73/ekhh_ekhhh...._1_song
The Orphange
guys, DON'T DON'T DON'T miss The Orphange (La Orfanato) at this year's Spanish Film festival in Greenbellt 1 !
it's scary shocking, sad, haunting...although it was directed by Juan Antonio Bayona, you can see producer Guilllermo del Toro's (pan's labrynth) pawprints everywhere. Iwatched this with my sister clutching my shirt, me hiding behind the guy-formerly-known-as-my-boyfriend and him, covering his face with a blanket and trying not to stangle putot, all of us backed up against a wall and trying to get as far away from the damned TV as possible!
The Orphanage is.."about a long-abandoned orphanage with a troubling past. As a child, young orphan Laura spent her formative years being cared for by the staff of a large orphanage located by the Spanish seaside. Those were some of the happiest years of Laura's life, and now, 30 years later, the former charge returns to the dilapidated institution with her husband, Carlos, and their seven-year-old son, Simon, to reopen the orphanage as a facility for disabled children. However, something haunts the darkened hallways of this silent, stately manor...." One day, Laura finds simon collecting seashells in a cave nearby. when laura sees him dropping them on the way back to the house she asks simon why he si doing that and he replies -so his new imaginary friend "tomas" can follow them...when simon goes missing it is up tp laura to figure out who tomas really is and play the game in order to save simon...haven't screamed like this since sukob and the ring.:D
***four stars for a beautiful production, good cast, good storyline and genuine scream inducing scenes! i*one star short for ...SPOILER ALERT...using Simon being HIV positive to explain his sixth sense..(awcome on!) and including an bligatory gory scene...and finally for keeping the mood gloomy throughout the movie made it a little draggingbut all in all, a good movie nevertheless.
65 pesos lang daw. mas mura pa sa deebeedee!
schedule of the screening here:
http://www.pelicula.ph/sched.htm
Nakakita ka na nang asong may six pack?
saan kaya sya nag woworkout?umpisahan na angh body building sessions ni putot!
photo courtesy of :
http://www.cuteoverload.com/
Calvin and Hobbes says farewell
I finally found the last comic strip of Calvin and Hobbes...
Thank you Jim "Canadian Boy" for introducing me to Calvin and Hobbes. I swear You ARE Calvin I:) Thank you Bill Watterson for making the most beautiful comic strips of all time...
100 year old mansion
is a 100 year old teak mansion by the river in ayutthaya. I decided to book this since i wanted to stay somewhere old and authentic in ayutthaya and this was as old as you can get. After an exhausting day with the elephants at the royal elephant kraal, we checked in to Ban Kunpra.
The first order of the stay of course was to scare the crap out of each other. Then we proceeded to fight over who sleeps on the side of the bed where the creepy transvestite painting can watch your every move.
After kicking brian over to HIS side of the bed and discovering a peeping tom outside our window, we joined the hotel staff in hunting down the now missing poisonous snake that someone found in the garden earlier. We checked out the outhouse (toilet and bath were outside the mansion) and decided that not taking a bath for a day is sometimes good foy your health, especially if this is where a certain bright green snake may be hiding. We played with a shih tzu the size of a c2 bottle and ate the tastiest egg flavored crepe in the world, and finally went to sleep.
The room we got was 650 Baht. it had no aircon but the river breeze was cool enough for a comfortable sleep. the room was a little dark mostly due to the wood's dark finish. The bed was high enough for you to break you neck if you fall off it and our private balcony was old enough to collapse if Mahal and Mura so much as breathed on it.
The main balcony and riverside restaurant offered a great view by the river too.
there were large kois swimming about in a pond which brian attempted to murder by feeding sago
, and an idoor cofeehouse where no one wants to sit. Who wants to stay inside when you have this?
So if you want fun and adventure and have an insurance policy, skip the boring hotels and try Ban Kunpra Instead.
http://www.bannkunpra.com/
kailan ba ako pwede mag leave...
HEAVEN ON EARTH
13 hour by bus from manila...
Let'sgolet'sgolet'sgo! seriously. Let's go!
ang ganda nang samar di ba?
una kong nakita yung biri rock formations sa show ni angel aquino sa channel 23. She was sitting on a vast rock formation na hinahampas hampas ng alon na nag foform ng natural pools nang bigla syang sumemplang.
she calls this place the beauty and the beast.
sobrang ganda!
ang ganda pala nang samar. waterfalls and caves galore! medyo kalat lang sila from west to north to east pero mukhang it's worth the trip! if anybody wants to go. seriously. let me know.
visit joni bonifacio's multiply acct for more info and pictures...
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