the fete feat

i am proud to say that i survived fete, and more than that, i enjoyed it.

karl and i arrived at the scene 5 pm, and caught pinoy stories, kinetic daze, and a couple other bands at the alternative stage before grabbing some dinner at the podium. on the way out, i met aissa, and upon reaching the rock stage, found rica and enrico. the four of us hung out at the electronica stage for a while before they left us to have dinner themselves. finding a place of solace at a closed staircase, we were soon found out by my bosses and a handful (and exponentially growing group of people who wanted our little heaven), and soon enough we were off to racks to say hello to junior kilat. we eagerly got lost and had dessert with my sister and brian at burgoo. after a relaxed milkshake, we tried to find cos & cel who unfortunately left before we arrived at the alternative stage due to their baby emergency at home. we reentered podium to meet may, chuck, jobeth, jennie jo and ramon. we decided to listen to sheila and the insects inside the mall instead of braving the crowd outside. hale brought virtually everyone out of the mall, much to our bewilderment. we were just waiting for up dharma down to be next, but were instead greeted by the late isabel. always one to run away from work, we bid may farewell and headed to the jazz stage. passing by the world stage we heard junior kilat which furthered my resolve to try to lose my work on this special night. we found a spot in the jazz pub near the artists and technicians, and nearly nodded through quail quintent, mother earth (very good but hard to understand), wahijuara (better now than the first two times i saw them, very groovy in a 1960's/70's charlie's angels feel) and finally mischka adams (very, very good). her boyfriend ariz even sat/stood beside us to document her performance. i decide to buy her album for my dad for father's day, and the candid man graciously gave the cd to his favorite journalist (my karl, of course). we sat outside the pub listening to the brownbeat all stars at the world stage while waiting for my sister and brian to come out and go home.

yesterday was pretty good too. dad loved our gift, and we had good food all day - hotcakes, lunch at the old spaghetti house, chips & dip plus little chocolate cookies in the afternoon, and yellow cab pizza for dinner. much to my chagrin, my draining night out and subsequent late breakfast caused my tummy to turn the whole evening with a bout of masok hangin, as the indonesians would call it - literally around 6 pm, all the way till past 3 am today. but i'm better now, fully recovered and lazing through work... yet again...