
Having been reading over at different local internet forums that the best Starbucks branch here in Manila is the one that’s located over at Harbour Square right beside the CCP complex, I was immediate to take action and pay that coffee shop a visit. Okay, so I was expecting a very small number of customers because I have this mentality, which is most likely correct, that only a handful of people here are really inclined to the Art to even care about paying the CCP Complex a visit -with the exception of course of that super whatever I call StarCity, but to my surprise it was actually doing some brisk business. Oh well, later did I realize that most of the people who visits that coffee place are also freak urbanistas like me who can’t resist a very good view of the Manila Bay and the fairly impressive skyline of hotels and condominium edifices that line along the Roxas boulevard.
And so I was there. Well, it was nothing sort of breathtaking as to the view. Figuring the fact that most photographers really do have a trick of trying to make some night views truly stunning by way of that complicated thing we can only call as Photoshop, which I truly disagree, I believe that’s its one form of cheating.( there were a handful of lens men trying to take pics again of that view)
Upon realizing that it was a complete waste of time looking at that dreaded view, it was a chance for me to grab a copy of the Philippine Star (which of course Starbucks generously provide, along with other magazines like Town&Country, Metro, etc,.) while having my coffee and cake fix and devour myself by reading articles in its Lifestyle section done by the people I can only call literary geniuses. Of course my versions of them would be the likes of Celine Lopez, Anna Kalaw, and Cecile van Straten. Sionel’s (he’s a Nat’l Artist for Literature for Christ’s sake!) items are way too serious for me.
Anna Kalaw nailed it when she emphasized exactly the very same thing that I am experiencing right now. She said that the internet had actually made her life boring. As in she had been hooked to her fave net sites that she already had forgotten the things that she would do in the net-less normal life. Because of the internet my suppose to be 2 weeks of semestral break was consumed doing nothing but surfing the net, which I can say actually furnished with a rich additional knowledge plus the back and neck aches. I had totally lost allure to read the books that I had purchased.. I must confess. I have this thing for those really thick books. I whenever I see them, I just wanna read all of them and absorb all the information printed on them! But when I get home, all of those enthusiasms about reading them suddenly falls short, leaving me with a pile of unread books ( I usually start on chapter 1 and totally forget the remaining 75.
Now I realize that the emergence of this internet had been a tremendous help to humanity in general, and like all other things, it’s on how we use it that we realize how it can add so much productivity on our lives. Thanks miss Kalaw for bringing that up…..
(Ok so by now, I have been seating for two hours in this wooden chair in Starbucks and I can’t stand it anymore(sit rather); there’s a vacant couch across me but I don’t wanna get tempted and stay more here. I have to go somewhere else…………
I’m also seeing a yacht about to leave the CCP Complex marina that offers buffet dinner while sailing in the Manila Bay (for only about 400php), and they’re on time, it’s exactly 8pm. I believe that it will provide a greater experience, not mention the dazzling views!. Now I know what I’m doing next……….)