Benjie, Blair, and Paul are all relaxing. I'm snug in my bed. I almost forget I'm in a boat going to Manila. (We took cabin tickets which make our accommodations look like a cramped hotel room rather than a boat cabin. There aren't any portholes) I'll miss Cebu for sure. I'll miss my parents and my sisters. I already miss Yani. I still cry inside knowing I won't be seeing her for at least some months.
Right now, all I can think of is where we'll go out when I get back. I still can't think of our Manila adventure just a few hours away. I guess I don't want to.