To Tagaytay and back—unscathed
THE PLAN was to spend the afternoon to study somewhere else. Madame Julie, my January Gen Med senior who has long since become a dear friend, offered to bring us, Racquel and I, to Tagaytay. She did not bother to tell us it was her first time to bring her car to the area, lest we back down. Because she had GPS, we did not get lost. The voice of a lady, possibly Siri's older sister, entertained us throughout the ride. "Turn right. This is an accident prone area." We were thrilled.
We got out of Manila unscathed.
Madame did not lose her concentration despite the incessant singing of Sara Bareilles and Nora Jones, among those who made up her interesting playlist—full of heartaches and regrets.
By the time we reached Tagaytay, it was drizzling, and fog was everywhere. Madame did not lose her resolve, driving against all odds, against almost-zero visibility, with the same determination she has when she attends to a code—all for the chance to get a table at any coffee shop and spend the rest of the day with Harrison's.
We got out of the car with our jackets on. The cold was refreshing—soporific, to a certain degree—and we were happy we arrived just around lunchtime.
Let's now look at the pine trees.
And the mountains covered with a foggy blanket.
And the clean streets of Tagaytay City. We were glad to be away.
The ferns' leaves were still covered with dew.
My companions, Racquel and Madame Jules, being very Pinoy, having their photos taken randomly.
After lunch at Leslie's, we headed to Bag of Beans, a popular coffee shop in the city. Madame was able to park her car seamlessly, without batting an eyelash, in front of this sign.
Ah, the greenery.
The view was breathtaking—God's artistry on display in creation! Racquel appreciated it all—the fresh air in her lungs, the hot caramel macchiato, the company of friends—as she took a break from her readings in Oncology, an exam she will probably top.
What a wonderful afternoon spent with two dear colleagues and friends!
More photos here.
We got out of Manila unscathed.
Madame did not lose her concentration despite the incessant singing of Sara Bareilles and Nora Jones, among those who made up her interesting playlist—full of heartaches and regrets.
By the time we reached Tagaytay, it was drizzling, and fog was everywhere. Madame did not lose her resolve, driving against all odds, against almost-zero visibility, with the same determination she has when she attends to a code—all for the chance to get a table at any coffee shop and spend the rest of the day with Harrison's.
We got out of the car with our jackets on. The cold was refreshing—soporific, to a certain degree—and we were happy we arrived just around lunchtime.
Let's now look at the pine trees.
And the mountains covered with a foggy blanket.
And the clean streets of Tagaytay City. We were glad to be away.
The ferns' leaves were still covered with dew.
My companions, Racquel and Madame Jules, being very Pinoy, having their photos taken randomly.
After lunch at Leslie's, we headed to Bag of Beans, a popular coffee shop in the city. Madame was able to park her car seamlessly, without batting an eyelash, in front of this sign.
Ah, the greenery.
The view was breathtaking—God's artistry on display in creation! Racquel appreciated it all—the fresh air in her lungs, the hot caramel macchiato, the company of friends—as she took a break from her readings in Oncology, an exam she will probably top.
What a wonderful afternoon spent with two dear colleagues and friends!
More photos here.
posted on August 09, 2015
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