Last night, my solid clique since college freshman days, decided to waste the night away at Bunk Bar in Mandaluyong. It’s a hidden bar located at the 8th floor of a residential condominium (Jovan Building) in Shaw Boulevard, in front of PCSO building.
At first, the place was sort of sketchy because the building looks old and the elevator was under maintenance (we were forced to take the steps til the 8th floor). But all the calories were worth burning when we reached that hidden haven up above.
Aside from the food and drinks, Bunk is worth coming to for its music and ambiance. The quality and tone of the environment were fit for anyone who just wants to hangout and forget the world for a little while.
Bunk took me to a completely different turf, like I wasn’t in Manila at all. The traffic was an eye-candy, with all the lights from the seemingly toy vehicles below. The whole place was engulfed by the city skyline, not to mention the mighty glow brought by the lightning. It’s the perfect spot to spend the night chilling after a day’s worth of stress from fulltime jobs and whatnots. For a moment, Manila was not the energy-draining, godforsaken place that it is. For a while, Manila brought peace, rest, and comfort. For once, Manila was the home it never has been to me.
Alecks Ambayec 