sigh.

ann and dabney are back in the big city (manila, that is) after four days in palawan. they are still reeling from their experience there. it was by far the most beautiful place they've ever been (and they've seen many pretty places in their past travels). the water was incredibly clear and the snorkeling was phenomenal; they saw hawksbill turtles, lobsters, eagle rays, clown fish, and coral that went on forever. limestone cliffs rise straight out of nowhere and look like boulders floating on water. there were tasty fruit shakes and fresh fish for every meal. they sea kayaked through lagoons and swam to secret coves. they could've stayed for weeks on end.

they don't mean to make you jealous, but it really was unreal. they promise this will be the last of their gushing. but it really was great. really. great.

the sewing machine is a distant, distant memory at the moment.

more later.