Today, we visited the expansive (and more importantly, air conditioned) Mall of Asia. Even though it sounds like it should be the biggest mall in Asia (or at the very least, the Philippines), it actually currently sits at third place. But sitting at 406,000 square miles, third place doesn't make it a tiny mall.
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Even though a good 50% of it is owned by SM. |
So first thing my cousin Mico (who also went with us) and I did was hit up their arcade. There were a few rhythm games on there (no Jubeat though) and I got absolutely destroyed by them when I got too cocky and picked the hardest difficulties because I thought beginner was "too easy."
Oh, and I played Just Dance with Megan too, but thankfully, no picture evidence of that exists.
After blowing I think 200 pesos in arcade games, we went around to take a look at the sort of stuff we could buy in the mall. And since I'm not a super materialistic person, the stuff that caught my eye pretty much consisted entirely of edible things. Like these ADORABLE mochi donuts.
At 40 Pesos ($1) a pop, no way was I gonna buy one though. |
And I have to say, the Philippines absolutely OUTDOES us when it comes to their donuts. LOOK AT THIS. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle donuts?
Let's hope they're not turtle filled or else I'll be throwing them in the Shredder. |
And Jesus Christ, this pinnacle of human achievement.
I need this. I need this now. |
They also had some weird looking fish on display.
"I don't know man, you sure these fish are fine? They look pretty blocked up..." |
Nothing says "Real Italian Food" like an anonymous white male making out with his fingers. |
And there was also this thing.
Sorry for the blurriness. |
Yeah, uhh... go ahead and rub that on your skin if you want, but I'll pass.
They also have a Ferris wheel here.
Well, I mean it's no London Eye, but it's not terrible... |
Actually, I lied. They have two.
And it's pretty |
goddamn |
massive. |
Yes, we rode in it. And yes, it was a pretty good view.
Too bad we couldn't appreciate it because the pods were HEAT TRAPS under the Philippine sun. Seriously, there was absolutely NO ventilation in there, save for a really crappy air conditioner that was perpetually stuck in the "LOW FAN" setting.
By the time we stepped off the glorified pressure cookers, we were drenched in so much sweat that we looked like we just ran a half-marathon in the Sahara Desert.
But let's not let the heat take away from the pretty cool view we did get. Or at least, my camera got. I couldn't see anything because even my eyes were sweating.
Yeah, it was also right next to the sea, which was cool. |
Downtown Manila in the distance. |
Towards the end of the night, everything got a LOT prettier because of the lights. Check out how nice the giant globe they have out front looks bathed in LED:
It probably would've looked nicer if they didn't use it as a glorified billboard. |
Even their marching band had Tron-esque LED trim!
Unfortunately, no Olivia Wilde in sight. |
As derezzing as it was for them to leave, it was still pretty cool. |
Afterwards, we went to Mico's house, where I got to use the computer (finally!) and played the piano for a bit. After a good two hours or so, pretty much every adult save for my mom was drunk to HELL in that house, which was pretty funny. They all had the stereotypical drunken slur and they would laugh at EVERYTHING super hard. And even though the smell of alcohol wafted in the air like a crippled balloon, I was pretty happy too. Because drunk people make excellent tippers for lounge piano players such as myself. Look at how much I made.
I had to give 40% to my sister though. Broker fees. |
Not to be outdone, Mico also managed to make bank through his awesome bass playing. So lesson learned, everyone, beer is the ultimate cash extortion tool for the bankrupt high schooler.
RFotD: I will never drink an alcoholic beverage. Ever.
SGAT: None really.
RFotD: I will never drink an alcoholic beverage. Ever.
SGAT: None really.