Wednesday, January 2, 2008

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I have been away from all familiarity for the simple fact of observing in days of meetings, socializing, comfort, affection, but away from my surroundings and myself. And I've missed. Yme have been required.

On Christmas Eve the pass with a Filipino family with other volunteers coming home at 3 in the morning. Marjorie few days after another Filipina who works for GK, I invite you to Ilocos Norte (one of the most northern regions of the country) to spend some days in a nunnery to replant relationship with tranquility. Accept without thinking twice to escape so much chaos in this city so much that sometimes I like to live something different, to explore the north, disappear, get into a bus for ten hours straight, not to speakstretching, Victor (also) was in front of your computer on the terrace below, John finished overcome the desires to smoke a cigarette in his studio listening to music, Elli gave the finishing touches to his freshly baked pastries, and Damian still Biki unconsciously preparing slept Tuesday that lay ahead, in this Tuesday that I had already lived, Christiane enjoyed the German winter while crossing the road that leads to the beautiful work, Julie was smiling in class, Andrew was given a little consideration of how well which is in Spain, Thanee Arlen stroked in the midst of darkness and Marjorie got on the bus to Ilocos Norte.

"Well, now you have nothing to do, you want to do?"
Since I came I wanted to bucear, which I missed at Frankfurt. I remembered what I said Konrad, that there are places close to Manila very nice for such activity. So I started looking for somewhere cheap in Batangas and Puerto Galera, regions located just 3 hours from Manila. Some friends recommended me Henner Portulano resort. I found it funny the fact to go alone so I sent an SMS to Beth and told me he thought it was great to leave Manila for a few days.
The bus (of the most cumbersome) it takes 6 hours to get Lemery. Luckily the boat of the hotel was there ready to take a Portulano. Far distinguish the place and I knew what I did was right. I knew that intuition, that confidence in the momentum that would not let me go to the north was the major

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