DAY 6: sleep-swim-sleep

I know, I know. I'm two days late with this post. Your mind's probably wondering if I drowned right after jumping down the beach. Well, since there was NO beach, that was most unlikely.

So, yes, there was no beach. When we got to Basamanggas Resort, I found out that (1) we rented an open-air function-room type of thinggummy with a videoke and three long tables, and (2) the beach was far, far away from the open-air function-room type of thinggummy. What we had, however, were three swimming pools just eleven steps away (or more, if your steps are tinny). Hurrah! While the beach would have been real fantastic, I never could swim properly on a beach. And after ten months of pool-deprivation, there was nothing I wanted more than just to lap back and forth for, oh, ninety times or so.

Anyhow, I didn't get my ninety laps, but I did get to laze around the pool 'til my fingers wrinkled. Best. Cure. For. Stress. EVER.

So, that wasn't exactly the only highlight of the whole trip, but the rest are either embarrassing or best left secret. Except for the abundance of food. THAT wasn't a secret. And the fact that I didn't sleep a wink, which made me glassy-eyed and awake for 26 hours straight (yes, I'm proud of it. Pitiful.). And the fact that our EiC wore a cocktail dress and an orange nightgown, making him look like the world's gaudiest grandmother. Now that was one disturbing image.

Anyhow, we headed for home at 8:30am, and nodded off during the entire jeepney trip (which was a loooooong on, going over at least 5 municipalities before we reached our destination).

When I got home, I had this glorious vision of staying up for 30 hours straight. I got as far as opening the laptop, logging on to Facebook, commenting on a few statuses, and...SPLAK. Goodnight, Bianca and her ambitious mind.

I woke up to a dark, dark house because there was no friggin electricity. And it was churlishly hot. But that wasn't enough to deter me. I promptly fell back to sleep.

Around 7pm, I woke up to a noisy room. My sister was dashing around with her swimwear and all. It took me a hazy five minutes to remember we were gonna go swimming tonight with the cousins to celebrate two birthdays and two graduations. At the Sagatech Resort, which was pretty much like Basamanggas--a little far from the beach, but with awesome pools. Overnight #2. Except when I asked my mom what I should bring for breakfast, she gave me The Look and said, "You're not going on overnight." BUMMER.

Still, 'twas fun. Food was, as always, in abundance. It made me cringe, seeing all the food crammed into two tables, when I remembered my World Food Programme (WFP) newsletter on a child who was "so hungry, I could hardly think." So I drowned my guilt with a large slice of pizza, and the promise of a larger donation soon.

We played pool volleyball, then pool futsal, then pool dodgeball, then we played a combination of all three depending on what you want to do with the ball you're holding.

Then, after almost four hours on that awesome pool, we had to go back home.

And then I went SPLAK for the second time that day. God, I love my pillow.

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