Fresh from Ilocandia

What's up with this girl drinking ice cold booze on a stormy night in Baguio. I dunno, lack of alcohol on her veins maybe.

And so I'm back from foggy heights a.k.a. Baguio City. Had I slept enough during the trip from Vigan, I would've enjoyed the few hours stay in the fog city. I could've even extended my stay.

But while the group was resting in Volante, all that was running in my head was finally getting home and sleeping in my bed.

I hated Baguio rains, but the next morning I longed for the feeling only Baguio weather could give.

Now, vacation's over and I'm back in the big city to endure long stressful days so I can save up for the next trip whenever that will be.