The beaches, over-looking one side of Cebu is so pristine. That big big space between clear waters and
deep blue sky is Peace.
The scent and taste and feel of simple bliss. Gives me that missing feeling of my little old town up north :) ... my little girl days.
Downtown’s beach front (minus the skimpy bikinis) is soooo Miami. Gusto naming tumakas ni Otie, grab a bottle of iced cold beer habang
naka Indian sit, trippin’ on sunsets, talk about ideals or somethin', lyke uhhhm why he’s got poor
taste with women lol, and how come he’s still “girlfriendless” when he’s almost
30 … and why a woman of 43 prefers to speak generics in a blank gaze --- you
feel the emotions but don’t catch them in my eyes. (The result of blogging , I guess, instead of
talking to human beings. Of course, I
didn’t tell him this. I’ve got thought
balloons visible only between me and God.)
We over indulged in Sans Rival, Gabby’s, Royal Suite Inn’s, even hotel food arrgghhh. If there’s anything ... my job made me eat
decently and ravenously LMAO (but made my feet smaller --- that was weird huh!) … having said that, in this side of paradise I was
low maintenance and these two are my favorite picks readily/freshly available from
the public market and by the beach.
… and and still in the running as my fave accommodation. I come back here … I stay here. Florentina Homes, my kind of beautiful
surrounds me.
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| This was my room. Salamanca ... perfect for my mystique. |
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| awww my sunken bar |
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| Kois in the fountain |
Chef Gabby and his artist mom never fail. Some new additions that are shuppeerr lovely.
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| Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat We'll take the trail marked on your father's map |
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