May 4th, Are we there yet?

ust got to my dad’s place up north place called vazaya. 12hours jeepney’ing it to manilla then coaching it to here was a pain in the knees. The jeepneys stank of dried fish( boxes of em down the isle) and even when the jeepney was full he kept bringing the people in. I swear there were a few kids on the top. Anywho got here fine. The usual twenty questions. First the hello’s to my parent’s then the ‘who is this’ or is this your son? The usual response ‘He’s tall, very handsome!’ which was fine at first – I like those ego-ticklers, but then all the other relatives come in and its all repeated again with all eyes on me. I just remember sitting there all eyes on me and all that bloody ‘he’s so handsome’. I didn’t know how to react after about 5mins and started to get the giggles and burst out laughing to myself, probably because I didn’t know what to do or react and felt really self conscious.

Anywho i’m staying in a really nice place at the mo for one night only at my aunts newly built place. Proper carpet floor and ensuite with a proper toilet! That’s one thing i do miss…

Burning face it’s hurting my eye’s!

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