bicol bukols... finally.

my incessant nagging finally paid off it seems since my trigger happy shutter bug friend this morning at church handed to me the disc that contained the prime precipitate of filtering through 700 or so pics consolidated from three different cameras from three different people who went with us to our trip to bicol not too long ago. (breathe) perfect timing since i am just beginning to wonder if that trip ever happened considering it felt so long ago and that all evidence i had of the trip is slowly disappearing or is long gone already like the pili nuts i bought in legaspi that was consumed in barely a week and my tan of which i so pain stakingly tried to apply on myself evenly. (breathe) thankfully all is not too late for i now share with you the pictures my friends took that documented our days in that fun and interesting journey to the south from which we all had our first encounters with geological marvels as well as majestic giants which was reason why we went on the trip in the first place. (breathe) hope you all enjoy them well as much as i had while i was there since i am now toying with the idea that since my friend had already heard enough of my subtle hints as well as my more overt whining as to the whereabouts of these said pictures and whether or not they would eventually appear in my lifetime and that i may never get invited on their trips again. (breath)

maybe next time i would be wise enough to bring my own camera.

(see what difference punctuation marks can do?)