|the curious case of Bambam|
|dahil na flat kami at inaayos pa ang sasakyan, jumpshot muna|
|for the money|
|a stop at the carabao center|
|mango and carrot milk which tastes like pediatric medicine|
|flat tire bow|
Despie a few glitches along the road, our spirits were still high like theres no tomorrow and kept our energies at bay.
|Planting season for pineapples|
|and its not edible|
|welcome to camp phillips|
|mayette not included|
We arrive at our destination with weary bodies yet full of vigor as the panoramic views engulfed our tiresome spirits (weeeeh. Tourist destination to be featured in Part 2). However the rain was enough to limit ourselves to the confines of our bunk and instead decided to visit Cagayan since it is half an hour away.
|the willow tree? playground|
|at night; free movie|
|still more shops to open|
|going loco over the bon bon|
|this is love|
|buy now eat later|
|Cenrio Ayala Mall|
We were on the road back to our destination at around 9 in the evening. So tired we were dragging ourselves towards the bathroom for our refreshing duties however one soul decided to sleep without even brushing (ewww) and wash (double eww). Each of us went to dreamland with the excitement that tomorrow will bring. I however was disturbed by the sound of the wind which felt like there was a Quidditch game going outside.
|We were saddened by the chain of events for three days after the Camp was attacked by revolutionaries. If only the pineapple can transform.|
PICTURES COPYRIGHT.......for more proceed to part two