Wow! Everybody seems to be going out of town since the Holy Week. I'm a boring guy when summer comes. Usually, I'd rather stay home than go out and soak myself in my own sweat under the hot sun. I do love taking pictures of places I've been to. Last summer, when my family and I went to the beach, something we don't usually do, I have more pictures of the scenery than people. I remember when I was a little younger, the family would always go out of town every summer. Overnight swimmings are regular and we would often find ourselves in the Triple B provinces of Bulacan, Baguio or Bicol. But after experiencing typhoon Rosing last... what, '96? I swore never to return to that place again... actually, it's not the place, its the long rides I hate. The agony of sitting in one place for 5-10 hours, it's torture for me. Sweat and waiting, two of my most hated things in this world. Sleeping in the morning's don't help either. I'd go to sleep at around 7am after a night of work, and internet. Then when 11am comes, I would have unloaded half my body weight on my bed through sweat. Luckily, at night, my room is always cool without even turning on the AC, it's the ninth mystery of the world, I tell you.