Yeah... We have been going to Baguio-and-Tarlac City every Christmas. As you know, I don't have to tell you a story but briefly I tell you what has happened to me.
Here you go... My dad, mom and I only went to Baguio and stayed at Baguio Country and Club Hotel for three days and then proceeded to Tarlac where my dad's farm is located. We stayed in the cottage nearby our farm for one night. We just chilled out... watched movies on dvd... read newspapers or story books... ate merienda... napped and rested... That is what life is like...
Before heading off to home, we strangely felt that something was wrong with my dad's car which was being shaked and almost hit by other vehicle. My dad quickly told our driver to slow down and swerved on the side of the highway because of the back left tire that blew up. There the highway patrol came to ask us what was happening. The patrol assisted my dad and driver when they saw us parked. We thanked God that we were safe.
That story seems odd... Finally, we arrived home safely and felt like we calmed down.
Then, nothing was new. Haha... That is that!
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