Where Else?

Where Else?

I've written before about the good times we had at the Intercontinental Hotel in the Makati Commercial Center.  I remember queuing up at the Where Else discotheque to gain admission, drinking till the wee hours of the morning at the La Boulevardier, having a midnight snack at the Jeepney Cafe.  I remember the good food at the Bahia, and the roast beef at the Prince Albert.  Fun times, wild times, distinguished times.  Most especially memorable times.

I heard that the hotel will be torn down at the end of the year.  Of course, a phoenix is expected, but things will never be the same.  When the bar is set very high, the new entrants to the market will find it difficult to make a name for themselves.

I attended a forum on corporate governance there last week.  Stepping into the hotel was near freaky experience, like visiting a friend suffering from the big C, stage 4 at that. Such a dreary thought.

Where else will we run to, you ask?  The Fort?  Entertainment City?  What does Metro Manila have to offer?

Mid-life crisis, you might say.  Let's reinvent ourselves, re-tool, re-polish, re-invigorate. For such is life--as the song goes, constant change.  Ahhh... the exuberance of youth!

Ciao, good old friend!