While the bus was crammed with grumpy stressed out passengers, a friend witnessed this scene  on his way home while looking out of the bus' window.  The rain has brought puddles and the ramps have transformed into mini waterfalls.  Kids  laid on the pavement  and played snow angels under the rain.

It was 2AM.  The trip that often takes 3 hours to get here to this side of the city only took us an hour and a half from where we live. The roads were empty.  Our sleepiness vanished as soon as we laid eyes on the International Airport of Mactan.  

Hands down, best seafood meal ever!  Ooh that spicy sauce!  My friend, Romina took me to Redtail Shrimps & More  in Cagayan de Oro for lunch.

There are only two reasons when there is silence on this blog. One is I'm traveling.  The other one is, I'm pursuing a goal that needs the attention of my entire being.    

The former is my perfect excuse. The word "gallivanting" suddenly popped up in my head as well as snapshots of recent events; our roller coaster ride at Euro Disney plunging down into the darkness, admiring the Notre Dame Cathedral  a week before watching it in flames on TV,  our long drive on small countryside roads through fields of yellow (Canola or in french - Colza) and the massive consumption of baguette, cheese and wine.