Welcome to Ilocos Norte!

I read in my mind when I looked out the window of the bus I was riding in.

I left Fred, at the hostel we rented in Baguio.

Because I can't sleep well, my worries don't want to put me to sleep. That's why I decided to go first without him, to ride a bus at this time of night, because I also do not know how I will react when he wakes up, especially we will still have a long way trip together. Fortunately, the weather gotten good, because by the time I left, the sky had cleared. But of course it's still dark because...