It was a good feeling to finally lay my back on a bed to sleep. The long trans-pacific flights, once exciting, has now become more taxing on the body. Crossing time lines and and an international dateline has been wrecking my biological time clock. I had been waking up before the break of dawn. Surprisingly, I like it!

This particular morning was different. I woke up at the break of dawn. I was seeing streaks of daylight as I was looking at the window from my bed. My wife told me to look out of the window at Mount Apo. I did and I broke into a wide smile.

I was looking not at an elusive Mount Apo but the clearest view of the mountain. The clearest that I had seen in a long time!