It was fun being lost!

My Manila trip was a blast. Although it was short but it was the longest 48 hours ever... Yeah I was sleepless even the bed at Sofitel looks inviting. But the city has a lot to offer even at 3am...

My flight from Cebu was supposed to be 6:40am... Cebu Pacific was 30 minutes early. I was surprised that it made me kept checking my flight details. Oh yes.. that was my plane.

I arrived early in Manila. There was a long queue for the yellow cab. My friend was eagerly waiting in Diamond Hotel so I took the line that was less taken. It cost me a fortune for a very short distance. But I didn't mind because I wanted to have fun.. The cabby driver stared at me with curiosity. Then asked me if I knew that Diamond Hotel is a five star hotel... I simply answered him, "I didn't and your business is to take me there!" Thanks for the doubt and yes I can afford it...


When I arrived, I realized it was not a five star hotel as mentioned by the cabby driver. Yeah its a nice hotel facing Manila Bay. I think it was just a three star... i may be wrong though... One thing am sure Shang is way way way better. Their breakfast was good though especially the crispy bacon. All courtesy to my friend.

By noon we transferred to Sofitel to be closer to Mall of Asia. We had VIP tickets to the PCD concert. The girls were great but I did not expect it was an open field. I'm just used to sure seats kind of concert. Left of me was a pretty girl to realize it was Francine Prieto. No wonder she looked familiar, I've seen her on TV.

I was on my way to Fort Bonifacio noon that day. I learned to take LRT and MRT because no cab would take me from Malate area to Fort Bonifacio. Often times, I got the wrong lane. So i had to go down, crossed the highway and climbed to the other side of the station.

What can I say to their sky-walk in powder pink and blue color... It needs a cover to call it covered-walk. Mainit! Other than that I had fun. It was great people walking fast to get to their destination.. I like that.

The moment I entered Fort Bonifacio I said to myself that I belong here! I have to work here. I had an appointment at 3pm. I arrived two hours early since I took MRT. I alighted at Buendia station and took a cab going to Fort Bonifacio. I stayed at Gloria Jean to kill the time and to freshen up.. I prefer Starbucks but couldn't seem to find it.

When clock hit 2:30pm I went back to 30th st cor 4th ave for my interview. I waited and waited... 20 mins had passed for my interview so I approached the receptionist to ask what's the hold up. and she told me to wait. So I went back to my seat and patiently counted sheep hoping I would not fall asleep. An hour and a half have passed I didn't hear my name got called. I have to be done by 5:30pm so I wouldn't be caught in the traffic so I could go back to my hotel to change for the concert. Times up I couldn't wait any longer... So i went down and walked away an interview of a lifetime...

I don't know if there was a mis-communication. But I don't think so because I received a reminder message from the interviewer the night before. Or maybe we have a different definition of what the word an appointment is. If that's how they treat their applicants I wonder how they treat their agents... Anyhow I contacted them to have my interview rescheduled..

On my way back, I cant believe a cabby driver asked my to alight in the middle of a highway. He refused to go to Glorrieta because he might be stuck in the traffic. So there I was in the middle of overlapping roads... in a big city and in a middle of I don't know where! For 15 mins my world stopped, I kept asking myself where I am and how to go back to the hotel. all the cabs that passed by are either taken or refused to bring me to my hotel cause its still quite far... So I walked until I saw Ayala Station! MRT saved my day! I went south to Taft Ave took a cab to CCP complex then to Sofitel.

It was fun being lost!