A Roadless Journey of Mr. Jypsy, Adjust

The long 9 hour flight of traveling is over! My body is so jet lagged, not to mention covered in fatigue that causes a full body pain. So, to cover up my pain with another set of pain, I carried all the luggage we brought. Including the luggage of my dad, who turns out isn't with us.

Yep, still covered in fatigue. We are going to the arrival section of the airport, humid, sticky, crowded. It's the greeting of my home country for me, WELCOME TO THE PHILIPPINES, JYPSY!

Waiting for our step mom, I'm multitasking like an iPhone, guarding our stuffs, keeping my siblings from roaming around with some random creepy strangers that turns out to be some kidnapper, and looking for that car that  my dad asked to my step mom to rent.

Then there she goes, with the short shorts she's wearing, with my brother who's hair is a total mess, and my bald cousin whom I really admire, I feel so welcomed!

On the way, we were buying some grub before we head to our new home. I asked for a non-chicken-contented burger from McDonald's, I got a pork one! YAY! But wait... it's too salty!!! Oh well, live with it.

Arrived on our new home, still I managed to carry all the stuffs with my fatigue, with the help of that driver who I don't know, and with his creepy mate beside me on the van. Thanks Manong, both of you are quite helpful.

Now, I see a bed, I am ready to retire!!! Good night! Oops, rather good morning!

A Roadless Journey of Mr. Jypsy, The Beginning

Packed, baggage all ready to be brought. Rushing to catch the flight to Abu Dhabi, a major hindrance has happened unexpectedly. My dad was held on the immigration. Drama and scene already happening, a final decision was made that the 5 of us would travel alone, me, my 2 sisters, and my 2 brothers.

Though the kids are with tears and so is my sister, we have to move on and travel just us, without any parent with us. Carrying all the baggage, and some that are supposed to be brought by my dad, I brought them all. And with a last minute problem-o, my sister had to run back to get our boarding passes and a few bucks for our arrival. Seated on their designated seats, the kids can't stop looking for their dad. Without any hesitations, we had to explain the scenario we are into. So far, no one asked anything at the arrival in the Abu Dhabi Airport.

Arriving in Abu Dhabi, we have to wait 6 hours from 5 am till 11 am for the next flight to Manila for our final destination. As we waited for those times, we felt nothing but fatigue and shivering coldness of the airport, though there is a free Wi-Fi around it. That's the only incentive we can have as we wait for those hours.

As the painful waiting for 6 hours is over, the gate for  the plane we are about to ride on is open and ready to put in passengers. As we search for our seats and sit on them,  we are on for another travel that would take us about another 9 hours of flying in the air!