After two weeks with my parents, brother, aunts and uncles, and cousins, it was time once again to fly out and go home. The past few days were like a dream. While approaching the queue for the security check at the San Francisco International Airport, I just had to look back at some of the highlights:
In some ways, going home was like waking up... or driving through fog.
When the fog cleared, I was back in tropical Manila, jetlagged but raring to go back to work, back to driving through heavy and chaotic traffic, and to heat and humidity.
- I went into discount shopping boot camp.
- We mulled over the mysteries of defying gravity.
- We became Cirque du Soleil fans.
- We walked on the edge at the Grand Canyon west.
- Daddy's car went off-road for the first time, ever.
- I went around the world through food.
Some fog, finally! |
In some ways, going home was like waking up... or driving through fog.
When the fog cleared, I was back in tropical Manila, jetlagged but raring to go back to work, back to driving through heavy and chaotic traffic, and to heat and humidity.
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