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We Made it to the Philippines!


We started Saturday morning bright and early in Southern California. We made it to the airport by 5:30am! Yay! Walking around the airport like a drunk zombie, or at least this is how I feel when I am lacking coffee. Our one piece of luggage was checked, and we made it through LAX security without a problem. YAY! Now to wonder aimlessly through the airport for an hour and a half before we board. What to eat at 6am? Daniel and I settled for the restaurant “lemonade”. It seamed better suited for a meal before 6 am than a Flame and Skewers.

Daniel and I spent the rest of the time playing scrabble. Or I should say, I kicked Daniel’s ass playing scrabble. My dyslexic abilities are like a super power when I play.

Daniel and I were the last ones to board the plane to San Francisco. This was a problem because our carry on luggage would now have to be checked. The very same carry on luggage that we carefully packed with all the “must needs” incase the checked luggage was lost. I found our seats on the plane while Daniel handled the arrangement of our bags. Basically a flight attendant, trying to hurry up, scribbled on a piece of paper and strapped it to the bags. Daniel and I both thought that there was no way our luggage would actually arrive in Manila.

The flight to San Francisco wasn’t bad at all. It was only an hour and a half. Quick. Easy. Done. Once we stepped foot onto San Francisco Giant turf, we had an hour to make it to the international termainal, and back through security. We managed to barely make it, and grab a pizza from Flamewood. Lets just say, after that pizza cooled down a bit, it took us all of 3.5 seconds to inhale. Speaking of inhaling, I doubt we took a breath. I …. think it was good?


Our flight from San Francisco to Tokyo started to board. An hour later and we were able to get on the plane. Sooooo many people on this flight. SOOOOO many people. Because the flight seating arrangement being 2-4-2. Daniel and I only had to sit next to eachother. YAY! Its an 11 hour flight. It was pretty painful. I tried sleeping, but didn’t really get any good sleep. I woke up occasionally. We watched Mr and Mrs Smith and then The Blind Side. I’ll let you guess who chose what movie. I’ll even give you a hint, I love football movies, especially the underdog ones!

Arriving in Tokyo we had to go through security, once again. I have never met a more kind TSA security check before! Everyone was so nice and helpful. It was really extraordinary. Daniel and I grabbed a quick snack and 30 min later we were in line boarding our next plane. Its been awhile since I was on a double decker flight. This flight was huge though. With rows of people seating in 3-5-3. Thats 11 people across with 2 isles! Oh, and I should mention Daniel and I were not in the last row, there were plenty behind us. And we were seated in row 55! Daniel got the window seat, I got the center, and there was no one to my left. Thankfully! We sit down, start to get adjusted, and hear on the intercom of the plane “I am looking for the owner of a brown leather, round bag. The passenger came from LAX, SFO, and landed in Tokyo. Please come to the front of the plane, and collect your luggage or it will be left in Tokyo.” Hey! That’s Daniels bag! Uh-Oh. Daniel was scolded for “not staying with his bag at all times”. But we checked the bag? Turns out someone left it out in the rain in Tokyo, but they put it under the plane. Daniel asked about our second piece of luggage, and they said there was another that was already under the plane. We got the best sleep on this flight by far. Mostly due to being so exhausted from the other flights.

Speaking of exhausted, flight travel could be a new torture device. I mean you have 100+ people in close proximity for 5+ hours at a time, no personal space, you can almost sleep, you are constantly exhausted, and they feed you just enough to keep you alive. Just a thought.

We landed in Manila! Finally! Local time Sunday at 11:30 pm! Talk about time travel. We made it through customs, the not so organized customs. Baggage claim, this is the moment in time where Daniel and I see if the stars are aligning. Oh, and they did! All three bags made it!

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Perriann Hodges

I am not an author. To be quite honest, I always hated English class. I write so I may share my experiences and remember the man I met on a bus who treated me to dinner with his family, paying and booking a hotel only to find out its out of business, fake crying in the Athens airport to get a ticket home, or remember the strangers who looked out for me on a bus. Some live, experience, and are fulfilled by what’s in their backyards. I find there is something truly exhilarating about cramming as many possessions into a bag as possible, only to complain you brought too many. This is my life out of a suitcase, hope you enjoy.

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