Rainy Martini

December 24, 2014

Rainy x Ilocos: the End

I just did one of the stupidest things I have ever done publicly: the previous post. Now, if you scroll past it and go to the one before that, you'd see that I had already fucking blogged about the same fucking photos. WTF RIGHT. It goes to show how I rarely visit my blog these days. I'm not gonna delete it though. Nah. Hahaha. This is my funny and fail-y Christmas present to you guys.

The aim is to finish this series once and for all before 2014 ends, because I hope to make changes to this blog next year. Like, changing my layout. And finally using my real name. Dunno.

So this is a tiny zoo owned by some politician. I didn't enjoy this because our usual tour guide was replaced by this woman whose name was not Janice, and god she was so annoying. It wasn't just me, it was everybody in the bus. Woman doesn't know PR.

A grumpy parrot.

Rilakkuma takes the skies!

I find this a bit avant garde-ish. Hahaha. Dunno. Reminds me of a Vogue spread.

Hi there mini horse,

So much for avant garde.

After going to the tiny zoo place we went to Vigan. Oh no. Now I'm not so sure... it's been so long already. I'm pretty certain this photo was taken after we had our lunch, though.

The Quirino mansion.

I knew it! This photo should've been first on the list.This was taken during lunchtime.

This piano wasn't working well though.

I was very excited to visit Vigan as I have never been there before. The farthest I have traveled to in my own country was to... where... Nueva Vizcaya? Yup. See. Most of my foreign friends have been to Cebu and Mindanao lol and I live here but I don't even go out. Oh well.

My hun and his chikara hat.

I don't know how to take straight photographs!

Oh god I hate looking at this photo. I'm so OC omg. How can I be OC if I can't even straighten my own photos!

Ha. Ha. Hi there Niko.

I wanted to ride the horses but Crisologo St. doesn't stretch too far. And I'd rather browse the shops!

Time for some dirty ice cream!

Of course Vigan is famous for having the old Spanish aesthetics. Story has it that it the city wasn't touched at all during the war because a Japanese general (or other high-ranking official) fell in love with a Filipina. I should know because I was at the press screening of Iliw hahaha but I think we left the theater early and didn't finish the film.

I'm kinda disappointed because the popular street is somehow... I don't know. There are modern shops there. Some buildings still have their original parts but some restaurant did some renovations, and ugh I'm having a hard time trying to say this. It's like they're trying to hard to put the street back to how it looked before, but are obviously failing at it. We can't help but let modernization creep in, what with the crumbling structures and peeling wall paints. And try as they might, the renovators can never put it back to what it was or how it looked like. I just find it sad.

My durteeeh ice cream!

Very weird position.

Nom. Nom.

So. Applause for Rainy! I have finally finished something I should have half a year ago. What took me so long is my procrastinating attitude. And you can also blame my day job for affecting my blogging life. I have, for so many times already, thought of deleting this page to start fresh again, or to not come back at all.

But then again this is the only space where I can look back to almost everything that had something to do with me.

The current year is passing and a new one is yet to come. I really hope things get better.

Merry Christmas.

December 12, 2014

Rainy x Ilocos: More Sea to See

Half a year later I still haven't finished my Ilocos series. I'm still trying to decide whether or not it is soooo me. Who is me anyway. I mean who am I lol. Or who are you. Yeah, who are you? I might not know me fully, but I sure as heck don't know you. Just kidding. Maybe I do. *wink wink*

I'll try to remember as much as I can. Here is a photo from the Patapat bridge. It's a part of the tour, although we basically just park the bus on the side of the "road" and have people run all over the place, taking pictures.

I actually regret not having my photo taken. I went inside immediately because it was scorching hot outside.

View from the edge of the errrrr whatever you call it.

Then we had lunch at a beach in Pagudpud. To be honest I dunno which came first, lunch or Patapat. Hahaha.

I also cannot remember whether or not we spent time in another touristy place, but blah. We had dinner at some seaside restaurant at the Blue Lagoon.

It was a long walk but I had my boyfriend with me.

He looked like a kid lol. I had him wear my Rilakkuma backpack.

I had lots of fun trying to make out what the cloud formation looked like. At first it reminded me of Ariel's father. Now I'm thinking it's some king of dude lying down with his errrr tongue sticking out.

Hi there, wood.

Boyfriend's father. He's the one who invited me to the trip.

Errrr some cheesy stuff. We uhhh found a heart-shaped rock. I wanted to bring it home!!

Well, this is the ice cream shell we made by errrrr no. I'm thinking of a very explicit word hahaha. Maybe not very, it's more scientific so shall I say it here? We made it by intercourse-ing two shells together. Hahaha.

I honestly didn't know what to make of this place. I was looking forward to swimming in the sea that day.

Dead and dry coral reefs?

Bon appetit!

People were having fun. At least I think they are.

It was getting late and the dude finally stuck his tongue back in and now we're seeing his nose lol.

So there. I didn't get to eat seafood because I'm not supposed to. We swam in the swimming pool instead, because the resort and the villa we stayed at was a good 20-minute walk to the sea. Damn. I had my beach bag ready with my chic lit!

The year is almost over and so is this series. I think I should file fuck loads of vacation leaves at work so I can start working on my new layout and eveything.

Just to tell you what's been happening to me:

I got into watercolors lately.
I watched Kimbra live.
And I'm still a procrastinator.

October 24, 2014

Rainy x Ilocos: I See the Sea

So this blog was on a hiatus. Or a slump. It's more like a slump, definitely. It's almost November and I'm almost 21. I'm almost a woman-woman now although to be quite frank nothing much has changed in my life. My job is as stressful as it is redundant. And the superfluity of pressure it brings sickens me down to my bones, to the core of my humanity. That is, if I really am a human being. I still have doubts.

I'm sorry I had you guys waiting. I didn't expect anyone would "wait" for the next set of photos but here you are. Thank you for the nudge.

We went to the windmills of Bangui, one of the most popular filming settings in our country. Like if you wanna make a cheesy romance, your characters should get married here. I have a scene in mind, like, yeah, wedding. And then all of a sudden everyone attending gets struck by a very strong gust of wind for like three seconds, sending the bride's veil up, up into the sky. One of the blades catches the veil. Then boom, then boom. One by one the windmills fall down, blades roaring and smoky. Like a domino. But nobody dies; the marriage resumes because I'm crap like that. See, what a crappy tale. Craplord. I guess all I wanna say is STOP FUCKING FILMING IN BANGUI. I'm looking at you, film-major friends. Nothing's wrong with it but I just...

As usual I am spouting nonsense.

See I'm trying out some paid photography apps to see if they're worth it, I can have them refunded anyway if I don't like them. That's what I'm doing while blogging.

See, one of their tourism people's marketing juju was the moustache thingy. As a hyperactive netizen, it is a thing of the past.

This is where the wedding would be. But nobody dies, so nothing exciting right?

Anyway, back to the main point, we travelled to the Bangui windmills right after our Kapurpurawan expedition(?). I didn't last that long, and I was unlucky the blades weren't moving. It was not a very windy day. Hence the disastrous no-death wedding scene on my "film". Went to lunch at some beach in Pagudpud, although we didn't swim there. I was itching to! The only thing that mattered to my body at the time was the touch of seawater. Which I will never get, by the way.

The Patapat bridge. More ocean, more sea and saltwater. None for me! So close yet so far.

I regret not having photos of me taken here though.

Drip drip drop.

And to the blue lagoon! We went to this Hannah's beach resort something. This was taken on our way to the restaurant where our seafood dinner would be. Sea. Food.

That cloud reminds me of the Little Mermaid's father. Idk why.

My "beach" stuff. Socloseyetsofar, still no seawater for me.

Walk walk walk.

My boyfriend was wearing a "where's Wally" shirt. All he needed was a little less fat and there you go.

Why did I take a photo of this?

To the marshland!

Still no saltwater for me.

Ah this shot. I think we have a little behind-the-scenes here. What an unflattering couple.

Little Mermaid dada retreating.

My "marshland" is so cool. I'm not sure why the beach was like that but maybe it was because of the tide? Eh?

Once upon a time, a pair of lovers find a love-shaped rock near the errrr seawater. That never touched their skin. And so they wrote their names above and under it.