“paralyzer”

I was cooped in my dungeon while quietly enjoying my Sunday when my cousin called and requested me to attend an affair on her behalf and accompany other relatives as well. I was hesitant at first because I was too lazy to go out and I was in the middle of proofreading my articles. In any case, she did manage to convince me.

After fulfilling my “duty” in the said event, I was eagerly preparing to go home and continue where I left off. However, I was “abducted” (in a good sense) and required to attend the impromptu after party in MG’s abode. The spur-of-the-moment fun and exciting shindig was abruptly cut off because most of us need to go to work early the following day. Before we all parted, a second round of “paralyzer” session was scheduled to be held on a long weekend.

with the boylets

dancemania!

Moving forward, we all met up in “SongBird & Dance Diva’s” chic mansion for the second round of “paralyzer” get together. The “gossip girl” within us seemed to be unleashed after several sips of the famous “paralyzer” drink. The discussion suddenly revolved around the celebrities in the Philippines.

(Note: If North Americans love hockey, football and soccer, majority of the Filipinos love basketball, boxing, beauty pageants and showbiz “news”. 😉 )

beily’s

So as not to waste the night away talking about the Philippine entertainment industry, we all headed to Beily’s ultralounge for some “jiggy moves” .   Ha! We had a blast mingling with the younger generation.  Though, the youngsters sure become ferocious with too much alcohol in their system. It’s my first time to see people getting kicked out from a bar as well as a “bottle breaking contest” with matching shouting match. It was so exciting!

(Ignore me, I’m not a party animal, hence these were all new to me.:p )

jiggy moves!

moves like jiggy!

With all the commotion, lost claim stub and lost coat… we all went home safely. Thank goodness! 🙂 And sorry to disappoint you, we were not drunk. :p

“paralyzer”

P.S.
I’m not sure on how the name “paralyzer” was derived but the drink was a mixture of vodka, milk, and whatnot. It does taste a lot like Bailey’s.

Pacquiao vs Marquez

The afternoon before the much awaited Pacquiao vs Marquez fight (November 12, 2011), I took a 2-hour “power” nap to ensure that I have the right amount of energy.

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The group watched in “Congressman” and “Donya Gracia”‘s place. The booze and the food were overflowing! And some were already drunk when we arrived. The Pacquiao vs Marquez match started at around 11p.m. (Central Time).

 

I must admit, it’s my first time to watch a “real-time” Pacquiao boxing match and I was taken aback when it was over in a split second. I have gotten used to watching delayed telecast loaded with endless TV commercials which prolonged the agony of waiting for the bout to finish.

 

Pacquiao won but I’m sad.  😦 He was not in his winning form. Marquez has that “it” factor to win the game.  Nonetheless, the judges were not convinced on Marquez performance. Knock out is the key… in which, it did not happen. Better luck next time!

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The fight maybe hounded with controversy, but let’s face it, the judges made the decision. They must have seen something that we did not see on our television screens (no matter how gigantic the TV is).

On a lighter note, Pacquiao speaks English way better than Marquez. Maybe that’s included in the criteria?  Just sayin’! At any rate, congratulations, Pacquiao! That was a difficult and heart-stirring fight! -_-

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So, what did I get from watching the fight?

  • a number of punches from “Donya Gracia” who kept hitting me during the fight. Yes, I became a punching bag. Poor me. -_-
  • unnecessary stress
  • unnecessary heart-stopping and nearly nervous-breakdown moments
  • tummy ache (due to mixed emotions and for laughing incessantly!)
  • most of all, a great bonding with the group!

The highlight? The hilarious reaction of “Congressman” and “Donya Gracia” while watching the fight. That made the night unforgettable. 😀

Will I watch another Pacquiao fight next time? If he will be fighting Mayweather, I will. Otherwise, I’d rather sleep. Too much excitement is not good for the heart.  Ha!

tuktuk

After a tumultuous evening, I woke up wondering where to go first. As I was walking outside the Bangkok apartment, a tuktuk* driver was waiting outside and offered a ride for a certain amount. I felt a bit wary at first because my Thai friend warned me about scrupulous drivers in Thailand.
(Note: Tuktuk is a means of transportation used in Thailand.)

The tuktuk driver was persistent but not irritating. He looks convincing enough so I trusted my instincts, bargained for the fare and went off for a tuktuk joy ride. I asked Boon (the tuktuk driver) to take me to the famous Chatuchak weekend market in Bangkok.

As we were on our way, Boon was making a lively conversation, talking about the tourist spots of Bangkok. I was amazed because he sounded like he took a crash course in tourism. He’s very knowledgeable and I can see that he’s passionate with his work. Not only that, when he learned that I’m a Filipino, he rambled how great Manny “PacMan” Pacquiao is (Note: Pacquiao is a World Boxing Champion who hails from the Philippines.)

Boon is indeed a huge fan because he couldn’t help gushing how terrific Pacquiao is. He even imitated the famous Pacquiao moves. He said that whenever Pacquiao has a fight, majority of the Thai people cheer and treat him like their own.They also feel the great joy and pride whenever Pacquaio wins a fight.

Before going to Chatuchak, we made a side trip in a jewellery shop. He said that the Thai government were encouraging tuktuk drivers to bring tourist there and if the tourist buys any item, the government will give them free gasoline (I forgot how many liters).

Boon also mentioned that if I buy any item, he will not charge me with the ride. I did not take him seriously because I thought he was just pulling my leg . Anyway, I was able to buy souvenir items and at the same time joined a quick jewellery-making tour.

Boon waited for me outside the shop. True to his word, he did not ask for a single cent when he dropped me off at the Chatuchak market. He even gave me tips on how to get back to the hotel via train. Awesome isn’t it?

I related my experience to Jaa, my Thai friend, and she was surprised about the honesty and kindness of Boon. She said that she always had a bad experience with tuktuk drivers so she takes taxi most of the time. Well as they say, angels are everywhere.

Enjoy a tuktuk ride when you go to Bangkok and always bargain for the fare and for all the prices. Who knows, you will also find your angel.

Lessons Learned:
Honest people do exist
It pays to trust your instinct once in a while.