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No Scuba! Back to Manila!

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There are restrictions about diving and flying. There has to be at least 18 hours between your last dive and your flight. Due to this, we couldn’t dive on our last day in Padre Burgos. We had a wonderful breakfast and I had the great idea to walk to town. We had a couple hours to kill, so it sounded like a great idea. It was about 2km to town. It was great to be outdoors, especially knowing that we were going back to Manila soon. I would definitely describe this as being the opposite of Manila (that’s a good thing!). We were definitely going to miss this place!

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During our walk, one thing that stuck out was the amount of roosters there were. We found out later that there is actually no reason farming reason why they would have multiple roosters. They were definitely used to fight.

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We finally made it to town. Mike and Daniel were chatting ahead. They ended up getting a bit ahead of me as I was lost in picture mode. When I looked up from my camera I felt like an outlaw who just walked into a town. Everyone was staring at me, and I mean everyone. All the shops were open, employees, customers, and passerby’s were all looking at me. I had to look down to make sure I was still wearing clothes. When I convinced myself it wasn’t a nightmare, I shouted up to Daniel, “Hun, can you walk closer to me? I feel like I might get kidnapped.” Daniel turns and auto replies, “You’re fine.” As he says this he looks at the town staring at me and quickly fills in, “I’ll walk next to you. Everyone is staring.” I examine my surroundings, “Yep, I am going to need a chaperone.”

After our great walk to and from town, it was time to jump in the car for the ride to Tacloban. It took us about 4 hours to arrive. I looked out the window nearly the whole time. It was sad to see how the typhoon damaged so many homes. I also saw hope. People are rebuilding. People are traveling to assist. I saw hope in people.

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The closer we got to Tacloban, the worse the damage was. South Leyte in Padre Burgos for the most part was untouched by the typhoon. One wouldn’t guess that such a disaster came through. In Tacloban, it looks like it could have happened yesterday. The worst part was reading the walls where someone spray painted “Help Us”. I wish I could say that I only saw one, but I probably saw about a dozen of blatant call outs for need. That was definitely rough to see.

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We arrived at the airport! We spent over two hours waiting in the airport playing phone games. Thank goodness for technology and how it keeps us busy. I just wish my iPad was working because I could have been posting. The flight was a quick 1 hour. Arriving in Manila around 5, we had to wait for Maria to pick us up. Because we arrived during rush hour, it took her over two hours to get us. We were able to watch the movie Safe at the local cafe while we waited. Yes, traffic is that bad!

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We were hoping to go to the mall to pick up some stuff before it closes, as well as some food for dinner. We found out that the local mall closes at 9, and we didn’t make it! Lets recap that: landed at 5pm and couldn’t make it to the mall at 9pm! It took us about two hours to get there, and we barely missed it. We picked up mall food yet again. My poor arteries are going to be so pissed at me!

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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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