Our rainy night out!
Tonight is my last night here in Bohol and my cousin invited me out for a drink in a nearby town. So the gang(my cousins and bro) get ready for the night out after dinner. And we took the tricycle so we can all fit in. We went to bato beach but the beer was kinda expensive so we just enjoy the place took a few photo and left then we head up for another karaoke bar to found out that it was close already. We went again to look for another place until it started to rain. Then the misfortune struck us, the vehicle ran out of gas and its raining heavily. It was past nine actually and most of the town folks are sleeping and stores are closed already. It was a bit scary and funny though. Scary because there are a few street lamps and lots of trees and dark creepy locations and funny because of what happened. So my brother had no choice but to push the vehicle while on the quest of luck that some store sells gasoline. My tomboy niece helped him in pushing while we are inside the vehicle. No motorists bother to help us not even locals. After 4 barrios of pushing and laughing we finally reached a house that sells gas and we are relieved. Then we proceed to the karaoke bar sing our heart out and drink beer even if its cold outside.
an unforgettable experience! whew. Lesson of the story make sure that the vehicle is full tank or better yet bring a long a gasoline container for reserves.
Tonight is my last night here in Bohol and my cousin invited me out for a drink in a nearby town. So the gang(my cousins and bro) get ready for the night out after dinner. And we took the tricycle so we can all fit in. We went to bato beach but the beer was kinda expensive so we just enjoy the place took a few photo and left then we head up for another karaoke bar to found out that it was close already. We went again to look for another place until it started to rain. Then the misfortune struck us, the vehicle ran out of gas and its raining heavily. It was past nine actually and most of the town folks are sleeping and stores are closed already. It was a bit scary and funny though. Scary because there are a few street lamps and lots of trees and dark creepy locations and funny because of what happened. So my brother had no choice but to push the vehicle while on the quest of luck that some store sells gasoline. My tomboy niece helped him in pushing while we are inside the vehicle. No motorists bother to help us not even locals. After 4 barrios of pushing and laughing we finally reached a house that sells gas and we are relieved. Then we proceed to the karaoke bar sing our heart out and drink beer even if its cold outside.
an unforgettable experience! whew. Lesson of the story make sure that the vehicle is full tank or better yet bring a long a gasoline container for reserves.
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