A guy lost on Boracay

I’m punching this one out while I have the chance, (as well as recharging everything I own). We went out drinking the other night and hit up Juice Bar, Hey Jude, and Jammers. My bill at Juice Bar was about 500p which is normal for me, but at Hey Jude, everyone was buying me drinks! I think my bill was only 2 or 300 p. I remember lots of tequila shots, lots. I also remember saying I’d be right back to get smokes from Jammers.

Thats about all I remember. I woke up when the brownout started at 8am. The girl (never got her name) said we met and ate tacos at Jammers and brought another 2 cartons home with some burgers. (??).

Ok, so now were in a daylong brownout on Boracay.  I keep using those terms togather because if there’s every a single thing I remember about Boracay, the countries crown-jewel of tourism, it will be all the brownouts.

• Another brownout on Boracay.
• My lower back is thrown out (which I suspect is the other parties fault),
• theres a hole in my foot (dont know how I was walking around),
• not much breeze,
• ate the leftover tacos and got sick (should’ve refrigerated em’)
• internet is spotty after the brownout ends in the evening
• and – hold on– ANOTHER BROWNOUT that lasts until 8am this morning!

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