That night when we left Namillangan, it was mildly raining. We hopped in the old jeepney my uncle Constancio owned. We had to sit inside, with 4 available seats, no cushion, but it was ok, and I’m not complaining. My sister Queena came along, cousin Margaret, and uncle Paul who was our driver. Gal was in the passenger seat.
We stopped in Oscariz, where we waited for a bus heading to Manila. After a couple of minutes we saw the headlights of an approaching bus, and we’re glad it was bound for Manila.
We arrived in Manila at 6:30am, and I reported directly to work. I managed to stay awake the whole day. Awake but not alert.
Here are some pictures I took in Ifugao.
Even the kids like these.
What can you see.
And here’s Gal, with his teasing look.
Have a blessed Thursday!