My diary entry for our few days deep in the northern mountains of the Philippines, to this day, remains blank. Although feeling and sensation ripped through me, almost continuously, I couldn't find a word, or a sentence, to describe where I was and what I was doing. So instead of the usual spiel, I will let the photos do the writing (and let's be honest, the only people who read my blog are my Ma and Pa :)
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