Hey Beybi

I promised La Mia Banana something if she had less than 5 yosi yesterday.

She had 3.

Here you go, babe.

<3

Vintage Ngot.

Kain na!

Hey Banana...

... a message to you from Sitti:



Kita pa mommy ko sa background :p

Airport Drama

Things to do when I touchdown in Manila:

- buy taho for breakfast from the same taho guy for the past 10 years
- look for old baby pics and school pics and scan them
- hang out with everyone and everyone
- visit the old campus
- get pareng ronald mcdonald to deliver my breakfast
- have a mango shake or a halo halo on the beach
- go to a sonic boom event
- take more pictures than last time


It's a strange transition... jumping from city to city.

One of the things I really look forward to is the actual plane ride. I know a lot of people hate the hassles encountered on a long flight. I actually like it. I like checking in. I like walking through all the overpriced duty free shops. I like the wait in the boarding area moments before walking through the snakelike passage to the fuselage of the plane. During those few minutes of solitude before boarding, I reflect on the 'goodbyes' from earlier and anticipate the 'hellos' that are waiting for me when I reach my destination.

It's a beautiful kind of sadness.

I think the only thing I don't like is the security check. Emptying my pockets, putting my wallet, shoes, phone, watch, belt... At least I haven't been 'groped' yet. I dread the phrase "This one needs a cavity search." Exit only, man, exit only!

* I wrote this a few days ago... it's unfinished but I wanted to post it while I had the chance. I'm sitting here waiting to board the flight to Manila after a grueling 10 hours here at the Dubai airport. I feel like a zombie right now (I probably look like one too since I'm drooling and making grumbling sounds). I wanted to post more about my long stay here but my brain is like a turnip right now. Why a turnip? I don't know. What is a turnip? Meron ba nun sa Pilipinas?

My edible companions

A last minute trip to Milan has prompted me to write this. I like traveling, even if it's for business, not for pleasure.

6:10pm

Packed a few things. Left the house. Stepped in a puddle.

6:23pm

Arrived at Rome Termini train station. I took a short cut but that was useless; the train was late and there was a last minute change in platforms.

6:45pm

The train is here. Boarding. Leaving.

7:20pm

I doze off while listening to Death From Above 1979. Sexy results.

9:17pm

I'm getting hungry. We're past Firenze now. I'm glad my companions sandwich and banana are here with me.



9:31pm

Going to watch the latest Simpsons episode I downloaded. I LOL a few times.

9:57pm

The timestamp blog thing is getting old. Currently thinking of a new gimmick...

I finally arrive in Milan at around 12:15am. The train was delayed by 50 minutes. When I got here, the subway was closed already, so I was in for a bit of a walk. It was cold as a witch's teat and I could see my breath with every exhale. I've been away from Milan for about 4 months straight and much has changed. Bongga na ang train station. They've put up LCDs everywhere. It's about time they've modernized. They've also brightened up the underground. If I had my camera on me, I'd show you before and after shots. But I didn't, so just picture it with your wild imaginations. I know you have them.

I LOVE YOU...

... and your brother, too!