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|  | At the playground |
Okay... Now for some pain... I sprained my right foot during the PAARL seminar in Palawan. Nothing major nor anything to call home about. I used OFF lotion like efficascent oil and set the misplaced "ugat" back in its place. I then wrapped my foot in my bandana.
So a week later I thought everything was okay, and my right foot was healing fine. This week I joined the SLIS faculty and staff for the annual SLIS Faculty Seminar Workshop. Day one, okay. Day two, semi-disaster. After a dip in the pool we made our way back to the rooms. I decided to take pics of the koi in the koi pond... Stupid me slipped sideways on the grassy elevation which ringed the pond. I sprained my left foot.
Good thing I brought along an elastic bandage, my Palawan experience greatly affected how I now pack my stuff for travel. So it's okay, I favored my left foot for the day. But no koi pics anymore. I didn't want to risk it.
Day three, disaster. The morning before we were supposed to head for home, the others of the entourage took a dip in the Lagos del Sol pool. I decided to skip that and just follow after an hour for pics. On my way down the stone brick pathway steps to the lakeside, I saw Ate Elvie, Michael, Nats, Dean Faderon and the others already making their way back up the hillside steps. Stupid me slipped on a loose stone brick on one of the steps. I re-sprained my right foot.
My right foot twisted in a bad way when it got caught between the loose brick and another thick brick of the stone pathway. When the pain shot through my foot, knee-jerk instinct told me to jump up and sideways off the pathway onto the grass to wiggle my foot free. Michael and Ate Elvie saw it unfold from afar. Later Michael told me he said something like, "Ay, ba't si Sir tumatalon?" Ate Elvie, who was also in Palawan, said something like, "Hindi tumatalon yun, mukhang napilayan na naman.
They caught up with me. So there they were, laughing their asses off and looking over me while I was writhing in pain from two sprained ankles. Ate Elvie and Michael even took pics. O_o;;
So I had to snip my elastic bandage in half to be able to wrap both of my ankles in the ole OFF-lotion-as-efficascent-oil and reset-ugats-back-to-their-proper-places routine. It ain't fun. :(
Anyway, here are a couple of pics of a toy dog that caught my eye earlier in the week before I left for Lagos del Sol in Caliraya. He was roaming the tiangge area for hours, catching everyone's eye, at the Cash and Carry ground floor. The tinderas thought it a good marketing ploy for the toy. Seems to have worked.
  
| | Straight from the airport at around 9:30am, Tin, Des and I went straight to the Underground River in Sabang. We knew we'd have very little time to see the sights so we made use of our early arrival and booked a Topstar Tours van for the hour and a half bumpy ride. We arrived around noon so we were hungry. We made our way to Tribe, a restaurant on the shore before the boat ride to the Underground River. We met George, the 6-month old monkey. He likes me but hates Des and girls in general, he scratches their hands when they try to pet him. He took a liking to my beads and DSLR and started chewing on both of them when I got too near. Des hates the fact that the strap around his waist is too tight. Lots of healthy dogs on the beach, too. These guys were accustomed to people already and were quite docile. We ordered the house specialties: Stingray in Coconut Milk, Adobong Wild Boar and Crabs. Heaven! Drop by this place if you're in Palawan! It took us an hour and a half and we still weren't able to finish it. Which probably explains the fat dogs sauntering up to us asking for handouts. O_o;; |
| | Yup, am sick. Cough and colds. Stuck at home and had the chance to sort miscellaneous photos taken February 2008. Playing with B/W and an old lens assembly from a betamax cam stuck to the end of my cam lens. My sick dog. Cash and Carry. |
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