9.23.18: The Narita/Tokyo airport is another perk of flying home to the Philippines. I looove looking at all the cute Japanese candies, snacks, & souvenirs in the stores while waiting for our next flight. We didn’t have a long layover this time (less than 30 minutes) so I quickly looked around for something I could buy, and I found a scarf with shiba inus all over it. Sure, it was the same color as 2 other scarves I own but this one had shibbbaasss 🐕 😍❤️
9.23.18: My dad worked with Delta for a short period of time, so we always fly with them. I’m not sure exactly what he did (something with technician or mechanic I think), and every single time, as we’re walking through our airport, he’d look out the windows and say “I used to work right there...hang out over there...good times good times”. Then he’d proceed to ask the nearest Delta employee, “Does Chris still work here? Tell him I said hi. Who’s the manager now?”. To which the confused employee would respond with “I..uhm...I’m not sure...” and I’d whisper to him later, “Dad I don’t think they all know each other...”
9.22.18: I love traveling and riding planes, I think the concept of being trapped in a confined space with strangers for a few hours is so interesting. I usually sit with my family on plane rides, but since we bought our tickets last minute, we were separated on a few flights. It took us 3 flights to get to the Philippines: Florida ✈️ Michigan ✈️ Japan ✈️ Philippines. On the last flight, I sat next to someone who recognized us from the first airport, and said it was his first time going to the Philippines so I began listing off all the foods he should try, and taught him “thank you” in Tagalog (Salamat). I exchanged my career goals with descriptions of his current career. Sometimes I wonder if he enjoyed his trip, but I guess that’s the beauty of traveling and meeting strangers you’re unlikely to see again.