Flying for the first time

When we were kids, it was only a dream to be able to fly. But dreams can be turned into reality. We were able to fly at just the right age. Not too late.

Call me silly, but the feeling of doing something or being at some place for the first time, like flying for the first, makes me feel like I’m being executed! Perhaps, because of the many survival movies I’ve watched, like the latest movie Life of Pi where he was shipwrecked and his family wasn’t able to survive. Okay, I know, I’ll stop the nonsense but please, allow me to tell you our story.

We got our plane tickets 3 months before our trip to Palawan. I was in Bulacan with a friend when sister called me. She’s booking a flight for the first time. I told her to ask mom for her credit card details but mom was busy that moment. Plus she cant remember her password. Ugh!

I thought we’ll never be able to catch another promo but after a few minutes, sister called again to tell me the good news. We got it! Yeah!

Okay, after doing series of revisions on our Do-it-Yourself itinerary and calling all the contact persons, fast forward to January 27 {our flight}.

4 hours before our departure, we were already in Naia Terminal 3 {Breaking the record}. Haha! So, we checked in our baggage first, and grabbed our lunch.

Long lines at Cebu Pacific

Lunch (L-R, MC, Van, Joe, Me, mom and Juan)

After the lunch at the expensive restaurant, we waited for another hour. We headed to the proceeding area {not sure how they call it}.

We were waiting, patiently {with the United Nation sitting with us}.

That’s me! Heading to my first plane ride! {can you feel my irregular heart rate?}

Be careful with our baggage

View from the window

I can feel its speed . It’s pain to our ears. I was holding mom’s hand so tight to ease my panicking heart. It’s going faster and faster then zooom!!! We’re flying!