A blog to describe our trip to Boracay Island in the Philippines for Bill and Stephanie's wedding, with side trips to Hong Kong, Macau(?) and Beijing
Sunday, March 23, 2008
"Rings? What rings?"
One last moment from earlier today....Right after the plane takes off, Bill realizes he doesn't have the wedding rings...
Stay tuned..... (Carole)
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Hello and Happy Easter. We're all here at Donna and Brian's for dinner. Some folks are more tired than others because Jay swallowed a penny last night and a trip to Bryn Mawr was required! All seems to be well though. 35 degrees here is moring so that tropical paradise stuff sounds great. Mary G
The adventure is incredible. In ways it is so surreal that words do not do it justice. The excursion from Manilla to Boracay was like something from an Indiana Jones movie. First a packed Mercedes van from the hotel. Then an hour in the airport, surrounded by a thousand happy tourists of all nationalities on God's green earth. The weigh-in of the baggage and the people, talk of "we're going to need a bigger boat [sic]", the delays waiting for the plane,etc. Once settled into the domestic departure area, Estrella unveiled the Red Ribbon pastries since she just knew there would be unanticipated delays. very Kennedy-era airport complete with a shrine to Our Lady of the Airways. To whom I can assure more than one prayer was said! The walk on the tarmac to the plane was exciting, since no one actually pointed us to the correct plane and each one I asked (and showed my ticket to) merely smiled and shook his head yes without actually looking at the ticket. The plane was very modern (which was a disappointment after the intense attention to individual passenger weight at weigh-in.) My further disappointment was the lack of caged chickens on the airplane! That would have been the finishing touch.
The arrival at Catalan was uneventful once you got over the exciting landing. Then the f rry ride. Then the motorcycle tricycle ride up to the resort. Five people in a vehicle made for three, and with more luggage than expected. At one point, we overtook another tryke with about seven folks in it that could not make it up the hill. I suspect several had to get off to walk up to the top of the hill before getting back on! This type of stuff is why we travel . . . totally unplan-able - but worth its weight in gold.
The resort is incredible - white sandy beaches surrounded by the bluest water and palm trees. Truly heaven on earth.
One last moment from earlier today....Right after the plane takes off, Bill realizes he doesn't have the wedding rings...
2 comments:
Hello and Happy Easter. We're all here at Donna and Brian's for dinner. Some folks are more tired than others because Jay swallowed a penny last night and a trip to Bryn Mawr was required! All seems to be well though. 35 degrees here is moring so that tropical paradise stuff sounds great. Mary G
The adventure is incredible. In ways it is so surreal that words do not do it justice. The excursion from Manilla to Boracay was like something from an Indiana Jones movie. First a packed Mercedes van from the hotel. Then an hour in the airport, surrounded by a thousand happy tourists of all nationalities on God's green earth. The weigh-in of the baggage and the people, talk of "we're going to need a bigger boat [sic]", the delays waiting for the plane,etc. Once settled into the domestic departure area, Estrella unveiled the Red Ribbon pastries since she just knew there would be unanticipated delays. very Kennedy-era airport complete with a shrine to Our Lady of the Airways. To whom I can assure more than one prayer was said! The walk on the tarmac to the plane was exciting, since no one actually pointed us to the correct plane and each one I asked (and showed my ticket to) merely smiled and shook his head yes without actually looking at the ticket. The plane was very modern (which was a disappointment after the intense attention to individual passenger weight at weigh-in.) My further disappointment was the lack of caged chickens on the airplane! That would have been the finishing touch.
The arrival at Catalan was uneventful once you got over the exciting landing. Then the f rry ride. Then the motorcycle tricycle ride up to the resort. Five people in a vehicle made for three, and with more luggage than expected. At one point, we overtook another tryke with about seven folks in it that could not make it up the hill. I suspect several had to get off to walk up to the top of the hill before getting back on! This type of stuff is why we travel . . . totally unplan-able - but worth its weight in gold.
The resort is incredible - white sandy beaches surrounded by the bluest water and palm trees. Truly heaven on earth.
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