Last Saturday Sam and I took a leisurely stroll down Baywalk (so jologs yah, but I’ve never been there—yes, I’ve never been there before last Saturday). We sat for a while waiting for the sunset, during which I looked at the nearby tatoo stand and seriously considered getting one myself, what the heck it’s temporary, in preparation perhaps for the real thing (!) but finally decided against it. Didn’t keep me from enjoying watching someone else getting one though.
The Atienza boy band passed by while we were drinking ice coffee.
And when the sun finally set, it was, as Manila Bay sunsets are, fantastic.
We walked the length of the shops and restaurants, had dinner at a barbecue place, and then walked the entire length back later in the evening.
We ended up at the CafÃ© Havana, where Sam had a Mojito and I had a margarita, after three sips of which I realized I had become allergic to alcohol. I started itching and yawning and itching and yawning and Sam had to order coffee for me just so I’d stay awake long enough to find a taxi home.
It was a great night, despite my breaking into hives, and I’m hoping to have more of it (the nights out, not the hives) as the months go by.