Chasing Pavements

I can’t take away the fact that friends are, every so often, the ONLY people who can rub out all the grief-stricken memories that happened to pass right in front of you, the eye itself whirling at your very core. This write-up is all for you. I value the pavements we all chased.

               Coldness enveloped my whole body – deep in the blanket under its very warmth. The alarm clock was ringing it’s batteries out and I actively opened my eyes with enthusiasm, this is it, I’ m going with them and leave every bit of my problems here.

               I wore floral patterned polo with blue jeans matched with white Nikes. And packed the things I would probably need and walked out of the house breathing deeply, inhaling the fresh morning breeze, focusing my senses to my nostrils – every speck of the gentle wind, the atmosphere was perfect for a sunrise walk. The mood of free will came over me, peace was all around. I swear I could have smiled to anyone who I crossed with along the way.

               I’ve seen them across the road, one of my friends shouted “At last, he’s here! Let’s go guys.” The 2-hour trip underwent without second thought, without noticing the people around us, we were just happy we saw each other again for at least two years. For the rest of the road trip, we greeted each other, teased one another, laughed at our novelty jokes, remembered the days we used to enjoy, and asked one another how are they now and what keeps them busy. That road trip itself was incomparable and uniquely unpayable, I cannot do this with other people.. only to THEM.

               We headed to the rafting main office, and reserved for the next day. McDonald’s was near, so we ate there without hesitation. We planned our route, and decided where would we go and enjoy the day for the rest of the trip. It was agreed that we first stop at Quantum Fun, the arcade fare at the nearby mall. We played our hearts out, and acted like little kids, it’s a sure fireway to run from all the exhaustion laid down upon us, and mind you, all our coins were spent for tokens! Haha.

               Sweat trickled down our very neck. Our body was flowing with heat and everyone was pleading and kneeling for something cold, something that can replenish the thirst that burned our awfully dry throat. Seeps in empty bottles of softdrinks were everywhere, and at that very moment, we decided to go to Missy Bon Bon, a shop just outside the mall that offers desserts and ICE CREAMS. Yes, ice creams, the one we’re craving for a moment ago. We stayed, we cooled ourselves, and fixed our mind where to go next. We walked and goofed around until this photo studio shone in all its grandeur; we took some shots, posed and messed around, and finally recopied the good ones for remembrance. (The first three photos were taken there.)

               Kilometers away is a known destination among adventure goers, it’s a trip to the city mountain that overlooked the bustling urban in all its glory. But instead of hiking, we called a cab and rode to the top.. Lethargy and laziness was our ultimate best friends at the time, we just thought that hiking can take all our strengths away and not enjoy the view later in the sunset. But everything didn’t came out of what we intended, the supposed-to-be park is closed; it’s under RENNOVATION. What else can be direr than that!? Thankfully we didn’t even walk; it’s a blessing in disguise.

               So, what to do now after all the frustration? We made up our mind that we try horse back riding. We raced our horses to extremities; the lower part of my body was numb – I can’t feel anything, maybe due to the constant thumping motion made by the galloping horse. *It’s not our fault that it’s our first times*. We first stayed calmly professional, but the teenage spirit inside us kicked in. We dared each other for a race, a race worth having.. I thought to myself, “Things like these are the ones you get back on to when you’re old, the things you pass on and tell stories on your children and grandkids, that you rode your heart to the finish line with all your heart with a horse, laughing all your problems with friends and not mind the dirt on your face and the clown you have become, well, they are your friends in the first place.”

               The sun kissed its last rays to the eternal horizon, as if the sky was splashed with orange and yellow tint in a blue canvass. Tangerine skies, oh tangerine light, never say goodbye.

               We ate our dinner with all satisfaction. And eventually ended in a KTV bar, the lobby was surrounded by portraits of known musicians in the industry; from the queen of pop to the king, from RnB divas to rock and roll hall of famers, and from British bands to local celebrities. We sang, we danced, and we had fun. Oh, a night to remember.

              6am. My feet was curling up for heat, the air conditioner must have been turned on to high button. “Wake up guys, we must be at the destination by 8 am.” We were gathered to the vehicle that would take us to the rafting area. 40 to 50 minutes did take us to the rafting zone, and geared us up with the proper suits – yellow helmet and black lifejacket. *They even offered us some arm socks to block against sunlight to avoid sunburn.* We were first oriented on the rules and what-to-do-when-carried-by-the-river-current. But in truth, we didn’t even remembered the “so they say set of laws”.. we were all excited! And there, yellow aeroboats were ready for us, to take us on a 5-hour rafting in whooshes and rapids of white water foam.

               The feeling was intense. Adrenaline splattered all over and I could endorse it to death. ^^

               Taken as a whole, the undertaking of this trip was an accomplishment – I’ve forgotten what my problems are, and just enjoyed life to the fullest. There is so much to do yet. I love my friends, I love the trip! I have weaved a tale worth telling others, we promised at the very moment that years later, we will again meet and enjoy the company of each other again.

What is madness for the many, is logical for the few..

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