Ok, the post-trip chaos is starting to subside, and I finally have time to start posting here again. Life has been a whirlwind since I got back from the Philippines. First, a stop through San Diego to visit family after the flight back to US, a road trip to New Orleans to visit my younger son and see his & and his girlfriend's new house, back to Texas for a short time, and now back in San Diego for a couple weeks to take care of mom's dog, cats and watch her house while she is out of town on a vacay of her own. I think I have been living out of my suitcase for over 2 months now, and that isn't going to change any time soon.
To say that this first trip to the Philippines was great would be a gross understatement.
To say that this first trip to the Philippines was great would be a gross understatement. I had so much on my mind before this trip that it was blowing my brains up. How were the flights going to go? Was I going to like it there? Was it really going to be as hot as I read about? How was the Airbnb rental going to go? And, most importantly, how was everything going to go between Janice and I? After all, this whole trip was about going to the Philippines to spend time with Janice in person and see if we are a good match after chatting online for months.
If you read any of my previous posts, you would see that the travel to the Philippines was actually pretty easy. Outside of a 9+ hour layover in Los Angeles, everything went pretty smooth.
Yes, it was freakin hot there. Sometime crazy hot because of the high humidity, but I can thank 15+ years of living in New Orleans for partially preparing me for the kind of weather I was in.
The Airbnb was perfect. We couldn't have asked for a better place to stay, or better Airbnb hosts. Peter and Rowena [and Rowena's niece, Dyanne] were the best!
And, Janice and I. Well, it was a little bit like something out of a movie. You see, we met online, and Janice and I chatted via the dating site where we met, Facebook Messenger and email for months before I flew there. And here we were, getting ready to spend a month together in a one bedroom bungalow by the ocean... I arrived at the pier in Cebu before Janice's boat arrived from her island, so I purchased our boat tickets from Cebu to Tagbilaran and waited in front of the ferry terminal until Janice arrived. When her taxi pulled up and she got out, I knew immediately it was her, and my mind and heart started jumping a little bit. But, we didn't have much time to get into the terminal, checked in for our ferry, and board our boat before it took off. So, outside of an initial hug and hello, the first 15-20 minutes were pretty hectic as we got through the multiple stops necessary to get through the terminal, and to our business class seats on the ferry.
Ok, this is where it really starts to feel like a movie... Finally in our seats we both took a deep breath, looked over at each other, smiled, and very quickly our hands met. It was at this moment that I remembered a line from a movie about how the guy was holding his woman's hand and he couldn't tell where his hand ended and hers began... This was how I was feeling at that very moment. After months of online chat, planning this big trip, and flying across the big blue ocean. I was finally there, my hand was holding Janice's hand, and I couldn't tell where my hand ended and hers began. We spent the entire 2 hour ferry ride to Tagbilaran looking at each other, smiling, holding hands, and just being there together.
To keep the rest of this post simple [as I have more posts coming about the first trip], I will simply say that in that month, I fell in love with the Philippines, and most important, I fell in love with Janice, and she with me. I am now planning my return trip, but this trip is about a semi-mostly-move to the Philippines. Yes, things went that well, and Janice and I "clicked" as a couple like we had been waiting for each other for years and years.
So ... I am giving up the house I lease in Texas. Selling the stuff I don't need, including my truck. Bringng some things to my son in New Orleans, and putting all of the important stuff in storage until I figure out whether to ship it to the Philippines, or hold it in storage until Janice and I get a 2nd house back here in the US at some point in the future.
This next trip is about finding a longer-term rentalon Panglao until we can buy some land or an existing house with land, visiting a few new places/islands, and starting to truly build our lives together. Oh, and the next trip, starting in September will be for four months!