My wife and I went to Baguio for a post Christmas vacation. We stayed at my sister’s house in the seminary (PBTS). I was happy because I would be safe from the firecrackers’ smoke and the noise of the New Year’s revelers. The cool climate of Baguio (except in the town where the pollution is at par (or worse) with Metro Manila) did give me a temnporary relief from my allergies. Unfortunately, when I came back to Cainta, my allergies came back with a vengeance.
I really need a rest from my allergies! My Gulay, I would gladly give a million pesos for a week without any allergies.
meandering thoughts of an aging grade school music teacher who recently rediscovered the joys of cycling
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