#SunScream

Up until I got home a few moments ago, it was the Summer SunScream. An event that gives you live bands and the parties on the beach. I attended and I tweeted constantly. Here are the highlights of last night, based on my tweets:

"@goddre: Let's go #SunScream!"

-- This one is pretty self-explanatory. I was very excited to attend, hearing all about the happenings of last year. I couldn't miss out again.

"@goddre: If you see someone wearing a shirt, shorts, slippers. And he gas* a backpack on. You know he's going to #sunscream."

-- At this time I was at Ayala, killing time with friends, one of them was also my ride going there. Of course, you really could not tell that based on one's clothes, he would be going, but it would just make sense if he did.

"@goddre: At the entrance, sipping on some liquid courage. #sunscream"

-- We were very lucky to have parked right outside the gate of Tambuli, where it was being held. Even though it was still a long walk getting to the event, it beats having to park farther. Once we got to parking, we had our drinks.

"@goddre: You sir, have failed journey. #sunscream"

-- There were live bands performing on the stage. And this one band performed Don't Stop Believing by Journey. Needless to say, I didn't like it. And I'm pretty sure I'm not alone there.

"@goddre: Getting sand on our asses #sunscream"

-- My friends met other friends there, and they were hanging out by the beach, drinking and just lying around in the sand. We joined in.

"@goddre:Party rock! #sunscream"

-- Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO has become popular among party goers in Cebu. And the music video for it has become a viral hit since it's release. One night, I just heard the song and became a big fan, and I wanted to learn how to shuffle. A friend and I had planned on a "Shuffle-off" but it never happened cause she wasn't there yet when the song came up. This was the time I really got into it. There was a pretty girl in front of me who was shuffling too. So that was nice.

"@goddre: Recharging before heading back inside. #sunscream"

-- I had gotten really thirsty from all the jumping up and down and whatnot. And we decided to go out back to the car. On the way we got lost, but eventually we found our way back. When I got to the car, I chugged on water like I was deprived of it for days. 

"@goddre: This is for the broken. For those who came here to forget! #sunscream"

-- This is a translated version of what Urbandub vocalist said right before singing The Fight is Over. It sounded very assuring and I shouted the lyrics, like everyone else did.

"@goddre:  I hate when one guy's mood changes everyone elses. #sunscream"

-- My friend got pretty upset about some things and it brought the group down. It didn't really help much that he was driving and he wanted to go home early.

"@goddre: Kinda bummed. And my feet are killing me. It's time to retire. We'll be home in an hour or so. #sunscream"

-- I was pretty bummed about having to leave early. And this was at about 3 'o clock in the morning. But a friend of mine gave some valid points and we knew it was really time to leave. 

"@goddre: Overcongested much. We just left the resort. That took about 30 minutes. #sunscream"

-- "We'll be home in an hour or so" didn't really happen. Getting out the resort proper took about 30 minutes alone and getting into the main road another 20 or 30. But when we got to the main road, it was smooth sailing from there. 

"@goddre: Well, the sun has risen and I just got good*. All is well. #sunscream"

-- When we were driving towards my house, it started to get brighter. And when I got home it was officially morning. It's nice to end things with a start. 

If you analyze the mood of my tweets, you can sense it going high then going low. You can check my tweets here. There's a pattern in there somewhere, overall I did enjoy myself. But my Summer SunScream experience was a bit lacking. 

Definitely enough to get me stoked for the party next year.

*The horror of misspelling a word. I use my T9 dictionary to text and as you see, this didn't turn out right.

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"@goddre: I'm just proud to say that I shuffled to party rock anthem. #sunscream"

-- An accomplishment indeed. 

Grekking / Trilling

The assholes have been itching to go on an adventure. And time has finally come for us to. The assholes to go on a trek. Two of the assholes, Michael and Kelly, have gone to this area once before. And although their first tries were filled with hardships and a pair of destroyed running shoes, they still wanted to go because the assholes were now complete.

Trek  or  Trekking is a journey taken usually on foot. It is a way to get out and have your own little adventure. You get to venture out to places not normally accessible to transport. And you get an intense workout in the process, courtesy of all the walking. 

The trek is offered to the public by the Adventure Cafe, which is located all the way up at Balamban. The trip going to Balamban alone will take an hour, and the trek itself an hour and half. At least, that's what they told me. Or, those was measured by optimists.

Naturally, the trek had to start out early. Start out too late, and get burnt in the process. The heat of the sun will likely be a burden. Albeit, not to all. The assholes met at JY Square. It was a common place before we could head out to Balamban. Before going up to the Adventure Cafe, we had bought our supplies, like water, meat, and others. We had planned to grill our food there. A sort of reward for when we get to our destination, The Falls.

After everything was set, we set out to our initial destination, the Adventure Cafe. It is where we will procure our guide. A thought was planned that we go to the Falls on our own, but deemed it too dangerous for the likes of us. The trip to the Adventure Cafe took less than an hour. I didn't actually time it, but I'd think that it was so. The road going there was filled with fog. We literally could hardly see where we were going. I was happy that I wasn't driving. It would have been killer, and it would have been a bitch to my wallet.

Agricultural Beauty

Going there, it's a pretty nice sight when you look outside your window. It's not like to see such agricultural beauty. But then again, I wouldn't know, I'm no farmer. I cannot really judge whether their landscape was better suited for whatever they were harvesting.

The Adventure Cafe looked like a small house. Their entrance was decorated with tiki-like totems to signify adventure, I suppose. It is important to note that trekking is not the only thing being offered by the cafe. They also offer zipline, rappelling, and caving(You go to a cave, complete with a helmet already equipped with it's own headlight.) And for those just seeking to relieve stress, the Adventure Cafe also offers you to buy breakable plates and other dinnerware to throw at a wall. And no, I am not joking.

The Adventure Café

When we got there, we had found out that we could not push through with our plans without a reservation which was to be made three days prior the trip. But it was possible to, only that our only problem was the weather. The trail towards the falls would be very damp because of the rain. In addition to the muddy and slippery terrain, it would have been very hard to see because of the fog, which in judging from where we were at the Adventure Cafe was pretty heavy.

It was about eight o' clock and we decided to just wait it out until nine. And if the road wouldn't clear by then, we planned to wait it out until ten. A quarter to nine and the road remained the same, and we gave up. We decided to just suspend our little trip and just go to one of our houses to eat our meat. My house.

Foggy road

The road was pretty straightforward, but the fog hindered us to drive a little faster. On our way back, we bought corn for us to eat. Martin had an obsessive-compulsive thing about eating corn, as do many others. He ate the corn cob by the row, and I decided to follow suit. Partially because of boredom. And I had managed to do it, and the corn looked clean. I think I'm gonna do that from now on.

Martin choppin'

When we got to my house, we were greeted by my grandmother who was more than happy to let us stay and have lunch there. She even helped out in starting the fire. Even though we wanted to everything ourselves, starting out the fire on our own would have a challenge for us not very well-trained in the kitchen. 

Me grillin'

With everything we had prepared for our trip going to waste anyway, we decided to use everything we bought and/or prepared which included a can of spam. So we raged on, going with Spam fried rice and Grilled pork belly, which we are proud to say to have marinated ourselves. And with Kelly and Martin in charge of the Spam fried rice, Me of the grilling, and Michael of washing the dishes after and occasional photographer, opting instead to play Portal 2. I can't blame him, the game is awesome.

Kelly fryin'

  

THE VERDICT: 

2-kgs of Grilled Pork Belly

Spam fried rice(center) and Sardines (top left)

Our dishes were pretty good. Well prepared and cooked, which was also validated by my grandmother. So you can't beat that. If we weren't gonna climb a mountain of brutal terrain, we were gonna conquer a mountain of pork belly. 

We didn't.