The Moalboal Escapade

I wanted to go to Moalboal because I’ve never been there in the almost 4 years I’ve stayed here in Cebu. So I decided to go to Moalboal and invited whomever would come.

Date: November 10 to 11, 2007
Travel time ~ 2 hours by private car (~200KM)
Company: Steven, Cristy, Bekah, Bubbles, and Ced
Transportation: Steven’s Isuzu Alterra

Among my officemates, only Steven and Cristy could come. Among my evil ampao girls, only Ced, Bubbles, Bekah and Catt could be there. (Catt was already there with her lovey dovey Will the day before.)

We left at 1PM as Ced gets off work at 12NN. Steven was awesome enough to bring his spankin brand new Isuzu Alterra so we travelled in style. The damn SUV even has monitors behind the headrests of the driver and front passenger seats so the passengers at the back could watch TV or movies! So I brough a 16-in-1 DVD. We chose a movie which all of us haven’t seen yet. We chose Ten for Starters (This is not a movie review post so I’m not going to talk about the movies, ok?) Since there were only 6 of us and the car was so spacious you could actually sprawl, our travel was so relaxing and comfortable.

Bekah and I had already bought groceries earlier in the day, but we stopped over the local market near Moalboal to buy mineral water, ice, fruits, fresh fish and pork (the evil ampao girls do not eat pork but my Focus kids will bawl if I didn’t buy pork.)

In Moalboal, we stayed in a huge room in Delgado’s Resort in front of the awesome beach that could have more than 10 people rest comfortably for only Php1200/night. Since we are the kind who do not require hot showers, bath tubs, or in-house restaurants to survive, this place was perfect for us. Actually, all we need is a clean toilet. That’s it.

We prepared, cooked, grilled our own food. It’s so much funner.

I had such an amazing time. I luff it so much! Click image for my Moalboal Photo Album.

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