There was a travel agency at our hotel, and the ladies there helped us out with a few necessary things. For the first day, they thought my aunt was my mother because she kept calling me 'anak' which means 'my child' in Tagalog. They were very friendly and loads of fun... so ~ we went out with them on Thursday night when they finished work! (at 22:30)!
This pizza was goo-oood! But SO garlicy
There was live music ~ I really can't stand live music.Singers scream and when it's SO loud...how can anyone enjoy it?
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