October 2 was my scheduled flight to go home to the Philippines. My flight was at 12:40 in the afternoon at Reagan National Airport. I woke up at around 6 in the morning and prepared. We left Virginia closely before 8 and we arrived at the airport at around 10:30. After I checked my two luggages in, my sister, my brother-in-law, Mom and I went to Dunkin Donuts to grab some breakfast. At 11:00, I went to Security Check and went inside in search for my gate.
The first leg of my trip was from Washington to Detroit. It took us about an hour and 10 minutes to get to Detroit.
At the airport in Detroit, I walked a long way to get to the boarding gate. I was carrying a bag full of clothes for my hand-carry and boy, I was really tired. When I reached the gate, I found so many Japanese and Filipinos waiting. Now, it sure felt that I am going home. I went to the counter to ask where I should surrender my I-94 and a nice middle aged man told me to leave the card there. I spoke to him in Tagalog because I had a feeling that he is a Filipino. And he sure is!
The second leg of the trip was from Detroit to Nagoya, which took about a little over than 12 hours. Actually, the said flight was delayed for an hour or so because of a mechanical problem. I was so happy when the plane landed in Japan because I was sure closer to home.
The third and last of the trip was from Nagoya to Manila, which was a little over than 3 hours. I cannot contain my excitement during this leg because in a matter of a few hours, I’m finally home. I arrived in Manila at around 11 in the evening of October 3, Sunday.
I arrived at home around 12:30 in the morning.
It feels good to be home. There’s no place like home, really.