Two years ago I packed up my house and my child and moved 8,000 miles away to Manila, Philippines. I had wanted to live abroad again as an adult but this move was also prompted for financial reasons. It was a difficult decision and challenged me in so many ways but I don’t regret it. I paid off all my consumer debt, made some great friends, grew personally and professionally and traveled all over Asia.
Because of this I thought I might be sad to go. But I gotta be honest, I wasn’t sad at all. Okay, I did shed a few tears saying good-bye to friends but Manila is a difficult place to live and for me two years was more than enough.
When we returned from Vietnam we stayed for two days at a friend’s house (her family was out of town) and did another mini birthday celebration for me. My friend V took us out to dinner at this hole in the wall restaurant with great food. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Ethiopian food on the menu. Injera?! On the day before I am to leave the country I find a restaurant that sells injera and doro wat? What?! Coco wanted some injera so I ordered some but I breathed a sigh of relief that it tasted nothing like injera. That would have been most unfortunate to find that on the last day. Lol
I did some last shopping for souvenirs walking around in a daze thinking how my time in Manila was coming to an end.
It was time to return home. The next day I packed up the suitcases and we headed to the airport. I took a few last photos from the taxi. Coco stared out the window. We arrived at the airport, took out our five suitcases and headed to Malaysia Airlines. I don’t like to fly but I was happy that my job was flying us home business class. As the plane took off down the runway a giant smile spread across my face and I thought, It’s been real, it’s been fun, it’s been real fun but I gotsta go. (Okay I didn’t really say that, I just thought of that now as I am typing up this post. It’s 2am, I’m sleep deprived.)
Good-bye, Philippines. I’ll miss the 7,107 gorgeous islands of your archipelago; your beauty sustained me. Manila? Um, well, you just keep doing you. You are certainly unique.
Next stop: Tokyo!