
The holy week had been a blast! C and I, together with a bunch of friends, trekked off to Tagaytay to have a few days off from the hustles and bustles of the city (although, the Holy Week usually leaves roads and streets empty). We arrived a little before midnight, it had been a short ride, with almost no cars abounding to where we were heading. We arrived at the house, situated at the highest plateau of the village, giving us a nonpareil view of tiny lights scattered about at night; a beautiful landscape and the Taal Mountain in the morning; and a larger than life red fiery glow of sunset in late afternoon.
C had always been fond of grilling. On the wee hours of the morning, we were able to have some seafoods for our grilling later in the afternoon. We brought marinated chicken barbecue from home and it took the longest time to cook. But all's well when their's a lot of storytellings and laughters to wait with.

It truly had been relaxing and rejuvenating to spend some down time with friends. The weather was chilly at night, a delight to our sun drenched skin. There were no computers to busy oneself with emails, nor telephones that seem to constantly ring. There were only the soothing gusts of wind and the bright starry sky to entertain our jaded minds.
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