Meanwhile it was three AM in the night, in every dark back alley i felt exposed to eyes, I felt everywhere lurking shadows in the darkness, I cutted across country on a platter. We made ​​it to a safe, police guarded park, spent the rest of the night there and went at the next morning to the province of Cavite to Lyn’s mother and the rest of her family. Despite major language barriers and minimal standard of living I was welcomed there like the prodigal son.