When we went to Baguio City for our internship business trip, we can’t wait for the Saturday of the week–Party time! The original plan was to strut our stuff at Nevada Square (Baguio City’s party district) but we were too tired to go there. So, we came up with a better alternative: Beer by the Bonfire! The next step is to order the fermented malt.
So, what beer do we want?
I only drink San Mig Light, but all of us succumbed to a challenge: Red Horse Beer. I had my first bottle; It tastes nice, without San Mig Light’s bitter aftertaste. I had my second bottle; I chose not too eat any pulutan. I had my third bottle; Rish is now concerned about me.
Rish, kaya ko pa ba?
I never heard her answer. I thought she said yes. May she said yes, but I didn’t care anyway. I had my fourth bottle; After the last drop of some malt goodness, I sat down. I can feel tiredness and drunk-ness fighting in my system. I can’t control them but I can feel that my body wanted to achieve homeostasis, so…
I can feel the whole crowd spectating, waiting for the next round. I threw-up, twice–the second one virtually emptied my tummy. I thought I was okay, until I threw-up again in our hotel room.
Pare, huwag n’yo akong iwan ah, patulugin n’yo muna ako. I said this drunk statement a thousand times to my friends I met in Baguio. They were too nice that they almost carried me back to our hotel room. At around 6 am, they took me outside the hotel and we had a walk around Burnham Park. Pare, balik na tayong hotel, okay na ako. 11am, I woke-up, almost kid-shy of what happened last night. And you know what, I kissed a girl on the lips when half of my world is dominated by alcohol. Oh yeah. (Hello Ate April :D)
I challenged Red Horse and he challenged me back–I was knocked out even before the 5th round started. A rematch is wanted; give me my championship belt!
