Watch out

For an upcoming entry on my Banaue trip. Were it not for my weary wrists, mosquito-bitten feet, aching calves and lactic acid-filled kneecaps, my lab report on selective and differential media, my Geography critique paper, my General Plan of Action, and my Chem problem set, I would've exhorted myself to endure a twenty thousand-word account of my adventures.

Spoiler: I saw a tribesman commit an attempted murder just about three feet away from where I was paralyzed out of shock.