Co Jordan Fishing (Yes, the fish tasted yummier because I caught it myself).

That phrase in the parenthesis was supposed to go here, as a one-liner starter for this post. I thought the title was boring, so I lifted it up. But really, it tasted so much better because the taste of experience was added onto it.

On the day Mama was to go back to work at Batangas, after attending Sunday mass, we went to have our lunch at Co Jordan Eatery at Liloan. It was my second time in there — the first was the day before, to survey the area. Then we decided to call upon the whole gang (by gang, I mean family) to try something new.

One thing I can say about the place, is that it is super peaceful. No sound of “The City”. It is windy, quiet, and relaxing. As some people might not know (though it is obvious), I am a lover of quiet places. So this place was a total heaven for me.

Sadly though, of all people, it was me who broke the silence.

That is not my “maarte” face. That’s my freaking-out face.

Before anything, let me brag that I caught 3 fishes in less than 20 minutes. Okay so, I broke the silence by the time I caught my second fish. It was the first that got unhooked and it flopped around the hut. I was helpless, literally, everyone was either busy fishing or away from me. I momentarily freaked out of the idea of holding the live, slippery, kicking (lol) fish with my bare hands. But then the fish started bleeding, so I didn’t think anymore. At my first attempt, I gripped too hard but wasn’t able to hold the fish. I ended up burying my nails into my own skin deeply and wounded myself. But thankfully on the second, I was able to get hold of it.

Then I remembered it was still alive, then I started squealing. That’s when I broke the peace of Co Jordan. Sorry, first time fishing. I was less squeal-ly on the second unhooked fish though.

Anyway, after my cousins, sisters, and I caught a good amount of 3 kilos, we decided to eat the big ones for lunch and bring the others home. Each kilo costs Php160, but if want them to grill it for you, each kilo costs Php200.

The meal was delicioso because yeah yeah, we caught it ourselves. And like pigs, some of us felt drowsy after the meal. I wasn’t able to sleep on the swing though, though it would have been really good. The wind was so sleep-inducing, but I only managed to nap for around 30 minutes. Then time for tele-bye bye. Like Mama said, packing up for home was so exciting, but packing up for back to work felt like a burden.

Soon, I want to go again, but with friends this time. It will be really fun. *evil laugh*