A gateway to Middle Earth?
A rip in the space-time continuum?
An awkward, and amateurish attempt at serious photography?
At any rate, in case any of, according to StatCounter, the five regular visitors to this blog have been wondering where I have been the past couple of weeks, allow me to assure you that I had neither been kidnapped by aliens nor fighting crime in my capacity as costumed superhero, although any one of those remote possibilities would have made for more interesting blog entries such as "Behind the Extraterrestrial Psyche: Alien Autopsies Revealed" or "All I Learned About Superhero Crimefighting I Learned From The Incredibles".
At any rate, I went to the San Miguel Management Training Center in Tagaytay in dire need of some quiet time for reflection, and left it with a renewed sense of joy and peace. Oh, and I snapped a couple of pictures, none of which do justice to my newfound joy and serenity.
Mad props to Father Gary Soria, Father Bobby Latorre, and, well, the Roman Catholic Church in general.
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