Nov 28 2007
A Bowl of Endless Summer
I made it. Past all the gun toting high schoolers roaming the streets of Cebu. Past the ubiqitous hookers of Manila. I made it.
I'm on the island of Siargao in the southeastern Philippines. It is nothing like the rest of the country. It is fantastic from what I've seen so far. 85 degree (F) air and water temperature. Just caught Mahi-Mahi for about .25 cents a kilo. Some pretty world class (and really fast) surf breaks–about 10 within hiking distance.
It's pretty fucking rad.
And, oh yeah …I'm still alive in case anyone was wondering.
It’s 40 degrees and raining here.
Have I mentioned my bottomless well of hatred for you? I forget.
TK: It’s 49℉ with light precipiation. Quite balmy actually.
Why you gotta be so dramatic, dude?
Sounds great, mate. Dig the surf and take some pictures for the flickr.
“It’s 40 degrees and raining here”
Correction: According to the wireless rectal thermometer I have in TK, it’s actually 42…Here we just got about 2 inches of rain in about 5 minutes and my car almost floated down the street.
Good stuff.