These are the remnants of a four-hour dinner. If it weren’t for C’s daughter asking where she is, we wouldn’t have broken up our conversation at 10 pm. These BFFs had been with me since high school and it’s such a nice evening interjected with so much laughter.

The world looks all right when I’m cocooned like this with friends who knew me when I was just four feet tall.

The two of them will be working remotely/have a long weekend R&R in Tagaytay starting Thurs. I asked if they booked an AirBnB and BFF T said, no more AirBnBs.

“I don’t want to deal with broken toilets and spending my supposed holiday cleaning the bathroom because of a broken toilet and the host will leave a bad review of you as a guest. I want room service, I want someone reachable when something goes wrong with/in your room. We’re at that stage where we can already afford hassle-free accommodations. I want it to be accessible and not in some subdivision,” she said.

That’s what I call spending money wisely. I mean, why are we even working hard only to deprive ourselves of few creature comforts because we’re scrimping? So, yeah, I agree that AirBnBs are more of a hassle when you’re traveling for leisure/staycation.

I won’t be joining them because I need to be healthy and well rested before my Singapore trip, which will be next Sunday. I called ParkNFly an hour ago to make my reservation and spend the next five days anxious about the security of my car.