arrived in baguio at 5:45 this morning. it was cold in the bus but i was used to that. i had my trusty jacket and blanket with me. but when i got out of the bus i almost froze. ang lamig talaga meyn.
i felt my nose freezing. not a good feeling.
anyways, when i got to the house, i rang the doorbell. once. twice. thrice. called up all the people with cellphones in the house. rang the doorbell again. sigh. nobody was opening the door.
i got in eventually and i checked the thermometer to see what the temperature in the house was. 16.7 degrees centigrade. with all the windows closed. no wonder i almost froze outside. the wind was even blowing.
i plunked down on the sofa, slept, and waited for daryl to wake up.
so good to be home.