I’ll be honest, I had my misgivings about spending Halloween at Boracay- far away from the trick or treating kiddies, parties and slutty costumes. Boy was I glad to have been proven wrong!

We had planned and booked it months ago, but then at the last minute,  a string of  roadblocks kept jumping in the way. One of which was “Santi”, the new tropical storm in town. He came, blowing brutal winds at 5 am, rattling windows and throwing off roofs. As 3na put it, it was like her house was possessed. Naturally our flight got canceled and we couldn’t get to the airport even if we wanted to. We didn’t dare.

So, there we were- packed with nowhere to go… Halloween was looking pretty lame. But then by 11 am, with the streets looking like a post-Milenyo/apocalyptic scene, the winds and whipping rain disappeared as suddenly as they came. The sun came out (finally); we sped off to the airport (another scene of total bedlam), and then waited 6 hours more at the terminal before finally flying off to vacationgodammit.

Cut to today: I’m back in the office and feeling somewhat split like the mananaggals I saw over the weekend. It’s as if I left my other half lounging on the beach front. Thinking back, this time yesterday I was slurping up a Jonah’s Peanut-Banana shake and taking in the sun. *cue long sigh* ah well. It’s still good to be home, I suppose. ‘Hope I’ll have the time to draw up some slutty mananaggals for all of you soon (No promises though! hyuk) A couple of deadlines fell on my lap, and these hastily colored doodles are all I have to show from the weekend. Ah well, here’s hoping. Cheers, dears!