Passion for Travelling
I always wanted to travel. When I was young, every time I see a plane about to land in the airport, it would somehow pass just above our house. And I'd always look up, wondering how it feels like to be on that plane, and how it looks like down from where I stood. I was in elementary that time and many years later, I experienced my first ride on a plane. I was 26 when it happened. It took a really long time to happen but never mind, at least it did happen. Among the things that I remembered when I first rode in a plane was that I was nervous the entire trip from Mactan, Cebu to Manila. I think anyone would be if it's their first time. I keep swallowing my saliva and moving my jaws up and down just to avoid that weird thing that happens to your ear. Just before the plane landed, I got air-sick. Haha! And I hated it, not the trip but the sickening feeling I felt when we landed on the airport and mind you, I was still sick when I got to a hotel. But despite this, I was really ...