Jet Lag

After getting in at JFK around 8PM last wednesday night, I dragged myself back to work the following morning. Wrong move but I had to catch up with work.

My sisters have given you the stories about the trip... family, food and fun. Two weeks (ok, 11 days to be exact) flew by so fast but was enough to give me jet lag of memories.

Telling stories about my trip doesn't give justice to the vacation. You just have to be there to experience the laughter and bond that was shared.

Today may be my second day back at work but my body and mind is still on its last few days of vacation. I still wish I was in Manila even with all storm and the blackout.