Manila to Port Moresby

My adventure started when I stepped inside the Manila International Airport.

As expected, I arrived early for my flight and, I spent that time roaming around inside pushing a tiny version of this around.

My friend was stuck in the traffic and, she was frantic because she thought she is going to miss her flight. The self righteous part of me wanted to scold her about time management but then, I don't want to start our trip on a wrong foot so, I just told her that I would see her in the boarding area.

Nothing significant happened in my flight apart from me jabbing around and meeting guys who works in the UNICEF and, who really checked my phone to make sure that I am not lying- I told him that I have a blog in steemit!

Anyway, he eventually believed me and then, he said that I am a big woman which immediately meant something like this to me

but actually, what he meant was that I am an intelligent person... and I had this reaction in my mind:

Upon arrival to the Jackson International Airport at around 4 am local time, we discovered that we're the only arrivals inside and that, half of the staff are doing this

the bleary eyed lady who woke everyone up because

I think she is the team leader was about to do this

It seems like no amount of threats, reinforcements or even the combined forces of heaven and earth can ever stop them from dozing off. So, I basically am a bit critical on how this guy operated this

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because all the time, he was

Eventually, everyone were sorted out. Some of us are hungry, some wanted to browse some stores while others simply wanted to hang around- the issue- every commercial establishment in the airport is closed! We have to wait for 6 am to get hold of anything........ which gave me further opportunity to establish some kind of a rapport with my fellow passengers.

And whose story, I would be telling next time.