Back in Manila

Condiments

I've safely landed in Manila at lunchtime, together with some hundred other OFWs I met in the connecting flight in Hong Kong. Praise God for the safe trip—some fourteen hours of napping, watching movies (I got teary-eyed in The Shawshank Redemption), and going to the bathroom to and fro. Beside me was a large Dutchman who had to stand up just so I could walk to the aisle.

I was just in time to rush to the catheterization workshop, and when I heard my classmates' voices, I knew I was home. The trip abroad is officially over. I have so many things to say, so many pictures to share, and I truly appreciate your greetings and well-wishes. But for now I have to study. I shall post the photos and write more extensively next time.

There's truly no place like home—even if it feels like an oven sometimes.

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