I decided to take a jaunt down General Santos City to satisfy the craving- to have a cup of coffee. It was like a one-stale-hour ride from Koronadal. Oh well, it is not crazy, because I know one American lad who traveled his entire day to be in Bangkok for golf. For golf and for coffee, there's no difference at all. It is just like feeling a bit of satisfaction to be in a place, a strange place, yet, it is where you want to be for a moment.
By the way, that was the last hot beer I imbibed before the midnight of 31st.
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