Meo's Journey of Awakenings: Heading home… pg 14

May 21st: Mitzi and Joland stayed in my hotel for the evening so they could take me to the airport. Patrick and I had decided to pay for the room since they are going above and beyond the call of hospitality. This morning on the way to the airport, Joland gifted me 2,000php to help buy pasalubong (souvenirs). I accepted it gracefully as I did not want to show any disrespect. So we ended up splitting the cost of the hotel room which actually worked to my advantage. I did not have to take any money out when I to terminal 2 & there were terminal fees, 550php for a taxi and 550 php for the terminal fee. I should have taken a taxi out of arrivals instead of departures, but I had misplaced that piece of advice.

This morning when they dropped me at the airport, Mitzi stayed with me until they would not let her go any further. Then I cried… A Catholic Sister acknowledge my heart ache.. that was so sweet! I said a prayer to St Brigid for her as she boarded her plane. There is no global free wi-fi in terminal two, only Facebook kiosks… whatever… So I am journaling once again. I already filled my other journal to capacity.

My flight is two hours away from boarding - 12 hours to Vancouver, 2 hours til my flight to Seattle and 45 minutes from Vancouver to Seattle. Crazy journeys I go on…

I am hot and sweaty so I "special" had halo-halo for lunch! and siopa!

I do not think I have ever been this exhausted, ever… I know when I see my love I will break down & cry. I am so beyond thankful for this journey… talk about a crazy experience filled with joy, laughter, hope, compassion, food & heat…. The closer I get to boarding this flight the more I cannot wait to see home and be cool again. Patrick says is should be around 70 degrees when I get home! I will take a few days to decompress and then right back to work! Thesis, animation, prepare for the summer… This journey took 33 years - since I was 5 years old… I am sitting in disbelief gratitude, overwhelmed - that this has happened. My eyes keep leaking…. I wonder if Mitzi cried? When she left me at the airport? It was so hard to say anything without breaking into pieces. It looked like she was tearing up but she is not very over-emotional… not like me!!! hahaha…