Flying Home

Of the last three times I came home to my hometown, two were due to the passing of very cherished family members.  They were dreaded trips of coming home to very sad circumstances of facing the loss of loved ones – my greatest fear come to life.

My latest trip home is one of great anticipation, however.  Because I now work at home I get to spend a long time with my family, for as long as I’m online I can practically do my job anywhere.

When this happens the journey home is usually taken for granted.  I take a taxi from my Manila apartment to the airport, then get through the baggage check ins, security measures, waiting in the boarding area, boarding the plane, having my usual coffee on board, and doing what I can to pass the 45 minute flight home.

This time, however, it was exciting.  Maybe because for the first time I was travelling with my mom and Don, or maybe because I was looking forward to over a month of holiday vacation spent in my own childhood memory lane.  It also helped that on board that flight last Sunday, I sat and saw the most beautiful of sunrises I have ever seen while on a plane.  See for yourself below and get a little of the beauty I saw while waiting to see more beauty as our plane touched down the Roxas City runway.

And what better way to top it off but with a beachside dinner at my childhood favorite Marc’s Beach Resort, eating my most missed food of all while in Manila: their incomparable pork barbeque and fried rice with fried liver!  And yes, those are waves crashing on the shore that you can see near the horizon… a perfect sunset to match that perfect sunrise.  What better ways to view them but on a plane and then at the beach?  My life is so precious right now, I am humbled.

This could be my best Christmas yet. 

~ by Thea on December 18, 2008.