Monday, March 15, 2010
The North Face
There's this one, beautiful, unforgettable face that I always see in my dreams for a long time now. They call it the North Face of Mt. Eiger. I've been having dreams of being into wall climbing. It is probably my way of trying to sublimate the unrequited love I have for the North Face of Eiger.
Yesterday was my 42nd Birthday on this Earth, I was lucky enough to have a woman who indulges me my every whim. I asked her if I could go wall climbing and like a sexy genie in a bottle, she granted my wish. Off we went to Market! Market at the Fort.
It was around 11:30 AM. While everyone in the world was watching Manny Pacquiao pummel a low calibered fighter named Clottey, I was living a very small part of my dream.
The dudes manning the Sandugo.Ph wall climbing facility at fifth floor of Market! Market! told us that we only have to pay P50 per climb. It was a come on for the undecided to make them shift from being an onlooker to a wannabee adventurer. What they fail (or deliberately failed) to tell us was we have to pay an additional 200 pesos for the dudes outside who will stay on the ground as we climb up. They will pull on the harness attached to us to break our fall or pull us down when we have completed the climb. I had to grudgingly shell out precious moolah.
After putting on the harness I began my self-propelled ascent to the top of the world… I mean… wall.