Volcanic Adventures...

 

As mentioned in an earlier entry, she taught me how to drive. She was eager to make sure that I am formidable as she didn’t want me to get into trouble should we get to have our own car. But that urge to teach didn’t end with just me. She also wanted to bring our friends on board the wagon. Which brings us to a special time when they dragged me to Tagaytay.

“I’m excited!” she said in a jolly tone.

“For what? Wait. Do you have any plans on Sunday?”

“For Saturday! I don’t have any moolah though, but still! I hope we don’t get to spend much in Tagaytay! And no, I don’t think I have any plans this Sunday. Although we might go home Sunday morning. Why?”

“Oh. You’d be spending all night there? Because I was planning to get a haircut on Sunday.”

“Really? We’ll leave in the afternoon. The original plan was just to go to U.P., but they decided to go further. So definitely, we’ll take until the morning before being able to go home.”

“Who’s going to drive?”

“Me and Ian. We’l