29TH DECEMBER 2008
This afternoon, we went to CWC for the sake of my cousin's sanity. She wanted to wake/kneeboard badly. You can't believe how unlucky she is and how many times her plans to go wakeboarding were foiled. It was a perfectly calm and warm fternoon (sa Pili). So off we went. I, too, was very excited. It has been a year since I was hauled by that big spinning contraption in Capitol. Kuya Francis and I even planned to give wakeboarding a try since I've been doing kneeboard for a few years now.
We rode a slow bus and an even slower padjak (can't blame Manong though, it's tough to drive a padjak). When we arrived at CWC, we found it full of people. And not just the usual "CWC full," it was overflowing with people a la United Nations. Half were foreigners, the others were Filipinos, filthy rich Filipinos. The kind of Filipinos na may service na helicopters. I thought helicopters are just for the politicians, BIG businessmen and the media. Yun pala, pwede rin sa "ordinary" Filipinos. Anyway, when I saw the cable park swarmed with lotsa people, the butterflies started to go a-flying inside my stomach. There is NO way those pros would see me being towed 27mph in the water with my shorts showing what they're supposed to be covering and the wakeboard overturned and floating a good 5 meters behind me.
We ended up on a 3-page waiting list.
TRIP CANCELLED.
Labels: CWC, english, everyday
