High school. We never outgrew it. It was a Sunday. Sunny. But at 8AM, no one was moving from their respective positions in their respective beds. But when Mike, or was that Pam, arrived, we gots to talking. On our day's itinerary. It was October 23.
Clark Pampanga. Peeta, my trusty old car, was immersed for the first time to a long drive. My bottom was not left unhurt.
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| Happy bunch |
Now we tried how it felt to be a pilot.
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| OK! |
And as per usual, we assaulted a local carinderya.
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| Tokwa |
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| Pako |
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| Sisig |
Let's go back one of these days. :)
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