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
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 with 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.
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