On a Layover

Well, for the past two weeks, I have been queen of layovers (four for a one-way flight) and by now, my body has been so used to it, the exhaustion from a 26-hour flight is not wearing me down.

I am baaaaack! But not for long. I am actually throwing clean swim suits into my white overnight bag and heading to Boracay in two hours. I am still a bit heady from my adventures from Mexico and my stories have all been written on paper, to be osmosized to this blog whenever I finally have the time. Thank you for all your well-wishes, my family and I did have the most wonderful time sipping tequila sunrises, Corona, spending time as a family, meeting people from all over the world, exploring places I have only seen in Wikipedia and canoodling with kissy men.

Speaking of which, here's a photo of a kiss I had in Cancun:

My lover in Mexico --- Ich.

I have so many photos from the trip [400+, geez] and I'm so excited to post them all here in my blog. But for now, I'm off to rest from a vacation [who the hell does that??] in Boracay.

Happy long weekend, loves!

Bear hugs and bunny kisses,