i will tour-o you.

seeing the same sights six times a week makes you wish you can be somewhere else,

doing something else, and being with somebody else.

or else.

here's a snappy tour of what lies ahead in my life past 9:15am; the time when our shuttle leaves the waiting station under the SM overpass.

i've been shuttling to and from Fontana inside Clark Field for about three years now.

my usual seat is at the back of the bus where i have better control on the air-conditioning and more leg space.

welcome to Clark Field, Pampanga! just for the fun of it, i would check out those uniformed sentries to see some potential hotties. paris hilton mode, donchathink? but if ever i spot one, i'd willingly relinquish my conquest to Ate Anna or Ate Yen.

the area right across the clark highway is called Fields, which is Angeles City's red light district. one should see the place at night when the lights are both dim and bright. i enjoy cruising through the area for it's like one steaming cauldron of saucy stories just waiting to be told.
hello, Maalaala Mo Kaya.

i've always been curious about this desolated spot which seems to lead to a forested area, unless there's something else past the empty guard house and iron fences. it's more dramatic in the dusk and if only i have the means, i'd like to have a photoshoot right there.

this is already Fontana property and the yellow building perched right over is the R3 or Residence III which houses 70% (not reliable) of resort offices and casino's accounting department.

that net-covered area was supposedly the butterfly pavilion. but i don't think butterflies showed enthusiasm on inhabiting the forsaken lot. thanks but no thanks, said the butterflies.

that vacated villa used be the executive and accounting office, V3168. we got evicted due to budget cut and i was separated from my all time favorite department. i missed harassing those accounting geeks! hihi. my fondest memories of Fontana were all there at V3168. i'm gonna cry now ;)