We woke up early in the morning, because we are going to hit the road back to Manila that day. We must to, because our flight going to Boracay Island will be in the next day. I don’t felt so excited about living because I knew for sure that when we go, that would take a year to go back and see them again. 😦
The car was waiting for us, but before we hit the road, we just took some family photo. We are not complete but at least I have something to remember while I am away. Something to look at it, when I felt sad, and alone.
After few goodbyes, then we hit the road with my nephew, and my brother. They are going to accompany us to port. My nephew still wanted to do something for the last time, so he borrowed my husband’s mobile phone and tried to play some games on it;but since it isn’t a good idea for that game, while hitting the zig-zag road then he got pissed off to mobile phone and return it back to my husband. When we arrived to port, I felt sad, and I don’t even have the chance to kiss goodbye with my little nephew, because we were rushing and he needs to stay inside the car with the driver and his wife.
(sigh) that is all I can do that time. Then we went inside the port waiting for the ferry that will bring us back to Batangas port to reach our destination which is Metro Manila.
Our travel with ferry took 1 hour and 15 minutes, and we were so starving, and I started to be a little dizzy from not having fresh air inside the ferry. When the driver who actually need to pick us up to Batangas port arrived, I told him not to use air-con or I will throw out, because I felt that I am pretty much closer to do that. I am just not so well. 😦 we finally came to hotel where we booked for one night; just to spend night to rest before we travel again the next morning by plane to Boracay Island.
We checked-in to hotel named Crown Regency Makati. Unlike the first hotel we booked in Makati area, this one is very much closer to malls, and restaurants. There are no street children that might do something bad to us all over again. Thank God! Well, we didn’t even care much because all we want is to rest, and finally sleep.
When we checked-in, it makes me a little upset, or maybe really mad about the reception. Why? Oh yeah, we came and only person she great was my husband, it’s really horrible because all she called was my husband’s name. So disrespectful right? Well those Filipina with their foreign husband or boyfriend probably knew what I am talking about here.
In the Philippines, one thing I observed since before was most people in the hotel, airport, etc. only respect the foreigner than their co-Filipinos. That is what upset me a lot. Did she greet me or even ask me what I need? No! I don’t even exist for her. Well, don’t blame for that, but it goes all over my head. Also because I am not the only one who observed that ALL THE TIME, but mostly my husband. It makes me feel so ashamed about myself.
My husband kept asking me “why is she just looking at me? Why is she just talking to me? Why is she didn’t call you Madam, or etc.”
He is so right about that. That happened not only in that hotel but everywhere in the Philippines. Well, they probably think I’m just some kind of a girl. Not need to be respected!
Well, there we are. My husband also got upset about the whole treatment I got from those co-Filipinos. So he saw everything bad that day, specially the bed is twin bed and not double bed as we ordered to them. There are no chairs, to sit when eating or at least do something that needs to sit. Everything just seems wrong that time. Maybe because of so much traveling, stress just came up. All we knew was, “we don’t fight, even we have stressful day.”
Good thing, we only stayed one night to that hotel and immediately left.
That’s unfortunate that they don’t treat their fellow Filipinos well. You’d think they’d want to be nice to anyone who is giving them business.