Edmund messaged me that there’s heavy traffic around our subdivision so we should stay in Tagaytay for a few more hours and let the traffic subsides.
We went to Cliff House to wade it out. There’s nothing to do in that small enclave but eat.
As if we’re not yet busog from our lunch consisting of rice, bulalo, bangus sisig and tawilis, we went to Cafe Breton and ordered La Pinay crepes (for Nyke and I) and Galette Breton (for Oyen). That was not enough, Nyke and I ordered Galette Breton after 15 minutes. Super takaw kami.
Oyen’s joke
