Cebu, Philippines!

I'm finally back in Cebu after more than two years, eating the food I missed, enjoying the sounds of roosters cock-a-doodle-doing so early in the morning today. So far, after travelling for more than 30 hours, no jetlag yet. Perfect!

What have I eaten so far? A and I just had a delicioussss lunch of sizzling gambas and squid. It was also a delight to know that Kenny Rogers already has a branch here at Ayala so I already devoured a piece of their oh so delectable corn muffin. For breakfast, we had a huge platter of fried saba bananas and the ever present mangoes from Guadalupe which A already demoted down into his stomach. My sister also bought us chicharon from Carcar which I couldn't stop munching. There's no doubt I'd gain a few (or maybe more) kilos here.

Speaking of food, Qatar Airways gave us really yummy meals. When we were flying from Vienna to Doha, we were so famished it was the first time ever in almost three years of marriage that I've seen A act like a pacman personified. He ate everything from Viennese chicken to sugared peas, cheesecake and even the tuna salad. Not to mention the fact that he finished my serving of Viennese chicken with rice.

Anyway, part of my job in Cebu before was to frequently fly to different cities around PI. Flying was a piece of cake. But after I left Cebu I haven't flown in over two years so I got a little bit scared when I saw that the plane wasn't really big. I was like-- how can it take us to the Middle East when it's just the size of the plane which takes you from Cebu to Bacolod? And when we took off, I was gripping my seat to calm my nerves.

Doha, Qatar was a nice experience. We arrived at almost 8pm local time and guess what, the temperature outside was 38C. When we disembarked the plane to take the shuttle to the terminal, it felt like I was being sucked in a furnace. Imagine pre-heating your oven to 250C and opening it afer half an hour. That's how it felt.

Our flight from Doha to Cebu was an hour delayed. Our ETA was at 14:35. We arrived at almost 16:00. Then there was an eternity of waiting for our luggage. My sister, who was waiting for us outside the gate, was already wilting from the long wait. Dusk was settling in when we got to the house and then there was a downpour. Right, I remember June is the rainy season in the Visayas. We probably wont get to see the sun often but nevermind, there are still a lot of great things to enjoy.