Wow, so I made it home. It only took 56 hours of that most of it was spent in airports rather that in the air which I think is a novel way to travel BUT,sadly I do not think this trend will catch on. What do I have to report with regard to my international adventure? Well. In Bahrain, they have a big mac but instead of being made with beef patties they are made with chicken. I think they call it a Chicken Big Mac but I wouldn’t want to commit to that. It turns out that Bahrain was not all that warm either. In fact, despite it’s sandy almost lunar vistas indicated that it would be hilariously hot, the journey from the plane to the terminal was distinctly chilly. I was beginning to dread the Great British climate.
Another flight came and went and dispite my best attempts, I was not upgraded and was actually placed amongst a family of four children and their respective parents. Wooo. The young fella next to me decided that I would make a great foot stool during his deep and never ending slumber. Double wooo. Eventually I landed and was re-united with my family. Strangely, the only thing I craved was humus. This was provided in over-the-top abundance but I am not one to look a gift humus in the mouth although I was hit by my first pang of missing the home I called Liquid Dumaguete and Tim’s home made pita and humus.
Naturally I have been over fed and watered by EVERYONE. Picture this: mum’s homemade Moussaka, cheese board and chirstmas puddng cheese cake FOR BREAKFAST. It’s a tough life but someone has to live it. If you know me then you will know that that is not such a big problem. I don’t have much else to say apart from the skies in London despite being interjected by weird and wonderful buildings are usually grey and the temperature is cold. Much as I love this city and country I am itching to get back home. People seem less than happy and ONE of them now has my phone. Yep, my pockets were picked on my first day back. Now I have no means of listening to music which genuinely feels like loosing a limb1. Thanks London. Thanks a LOT.
In my absence and to my surprise, it appears that life goes on in the Philippines. The thought that every single person on this earth has their own life, thoughts and direction that carry on regardless of whether you are there or not still baffles me a little bit, if you also consider that there are many billions of people on this glorious planet then you are in serious danger of blowing my mind. Liquid life continues with a successful new intructor coming up through the ranks and therefore a humungous party and much celebration. I wish I was there for that. Congrats and well done fella. You deserve it and I am SURE you will make a superb instructor for many years to come. Secondly, a trip to the Suliman Islands to swim with Whale Sharks happened. I am not sure if you have seen all the photos BUT they look exceptional. I hope they are still there when I get back otherwise my many trips on the whaleways2 at home will have to suffice. I have been promised by Gui and Alfred that it was one of the greatest moments of their lives. Liquid Dumaguete – where dreams come true. It’s got a certain ring to it huh?!
Until the next time my friends, I hope you are warm, comfortable and dry, surrounded by those who you wish to be surrounded by.
Take it easy,
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1 Turns out my dad has insurance and I officially live with him so I now have a shiny new phone-based music device on its way (I hope). Thanks dad!!
2 I am so soo soooo sorry. That is a classic dad joke and I do not know where it came from but I hope it is not contagious.
