One time Chips and I were in Tagaytay and I was supposed to stop by the ukay-ukay shop that was along the rotonda. When we got there, I find that the 4-storey place of vintage gloriousness was gone! I was devastated! That's where I got a Zara band-style jacket for only 200 bucks! Shit man, there goes another Fozzy destination.

Fast forward to yesterday -- Chips and I were up there again for a breakfast buffet at Josephine's. I planned to ukay at one more place I knew of that was still there. It was a little store in that building where Figaro was. When we got to the lot, the store was closed! Can this be? Is the world conniving against my source of thrifty stress-relieving happiness!?? I was at a loss. Like, utterly down and out.

And then... as we were going to visit a chapel... the heavens broke and shone on a miracle of a mirage. There it was, paradise! A complex filed with rows and rows of potential finds. If only I had more money. Dammit.

Okay, for all of you who would want some ukay fun in Tagaytay, I'm in a sharing mood. If you know where Jollibee, Greenwich and McDonald's is from the rotonda, you'll find the heaven. It's like, going to stare you in the face. Come in, buy all of us.