Good morning. . .

I woke-up 7 minutes before 6 am today, grabbed my daughter's jacket and beret, off to the tiny terrace of the hotel room, sucked in the crisp pine tree scent of the cold early morming  and fondly watched the sun rising up from the foggy mountains. Really_ a beautiful morning.
I've missed Baguio. Have you not ?
Let's have another hike to this all/old time favorite highland. Anything new? Later. .