It's a bird, it's a plane .... no it's a dog (shaped balloon)!

We were doing 120 kph on NLEX because if he springs for one kph more, one of my precious bags would hit him squarely on his noggin.

It was one of those beautiful sunday mornings when the sun has yet to greet you and the cold wind splashes across your face giving you a natural blush and then you instantly realize --- your outside Manila (can you imagine?). A quick hour-drive from the urban jungle, beb and i were accosted by a giant dog seemingly sleeping across Clark Airfield. Beb knew of my fondness for balloons so he scored us some tickets for the annual Hot air balloon fiesta - completely complimentary so getting in was a breeze. You had the given normal-shaped balloons, then you have the dog(s), a cat in a box, and a Korean newspaper. We missed our Starbucks breakfast on one of the gas stations that popped up along highway so after the giant balloons took flight, we headed towards the food concessionaires. After scouring through our choices, we settled for the american set meals over the Hungarian sausages with an actual Tagalog-speaking Hungarian cooking it.

Beb met up with some friends from High, err, Iacademy, who conveniently were roaming the grounds as well. Sometimes, i think he could very well run for office one day, just because he knows somebody in one place in one given time. I couldn't count the number of times somebody from somewhere shouting "Lejox" at us when we're out. As Mr. Popularity begged off from his people to go eat breakfast, he spoke too soon. Another group, this time the H boys from Ateneo high we're in our midst, with the gfs (like me) tagging along. This group i knew since i went to classes with some of them, and the next thing we knew we were skipping through highways exits in search for the famed Razon's palabok and halo-halo. For some moment there Pat, the group's resident pampagueno was taking us back to Manila, but as soon as i got a mouthful of that ice wonder, driving across Pampanga was all worth it. The food was good, the company was (surprisingly) warm and we bid each other goodbyes as we all head off back to Manila.

Over an hour later, beb and i were at home, snoozing off the rest of the day, dreaming of balloons, palaboks and halohalos. Won-der-ful.