The Carabao, bow.

I love this place. I was on top of the hill and looking around, just feeling the cold breeze and the freshness of summer scent. I breathe in and scream till I get tired. Then I said to myself, it's okay now, I'll stop here. When I looked down, the carabao was having his siesta time, I just smiled and felt great. I think I'll be having my next visit in that place again.