Before the Festival...

So, how was my first real trip? It was eventful to say the least. I could honestly say that it was the best trip I've had in my life.

Of course, it was the only trip I've ever taken.

Since this was the first time I was riding a plane, I asked Carl to photo-document every moment.

Here's me in the airport, looking all slim in black, hehehe. Halata bang excited ang lola niyo?

This is me holding my first ever e-ticket. I think my companions were a bit embarrassed by how excited I was with every minor detail.

We boarded the shuttle to our plane but was asked to get off even before the bus moved. Apparently, the plane wasn't ready yet.

AS soon as we were back in the airport, the flight attendant informed us that the plane was ready. So, we trooped back to the shuttle.

I swear I nearly wet my pants when I saw the plane.

I was that excited about my first flight.

So, before I got on the plane, I asked for a photo of myself. I don't know if my friends could tell but I was really scared and nervous.

As the plane taxied down the runway, I held my seatmate's hands tightly. Don't worry. He wasn't some stranger. I was seated next to Francis.

Anyway, the flight turned out to be amazing.

Grabe. I could not believe how high up we were in the sky. And the view! Haaay. Muntik na ako mapaiyak sa ganda.

Especially when we flew above Dumaguete. The view of the islands and beaches were breath-taking.

At siyempre pa, as soon as I got off the plane, picture-picture uli!

The airport in Dumaguete resembled my high school cafeteria. It was small and, well, yes, very provincial.

We rode a gigantic tricycle to get to the town.

The trike dropped us off beside the gorgeous bay walk.

We decided to have brunch in a nearby carinderia. The food was amazingly cheap but tasty. I think the female cashier was flirting with me but it could just have been the hunger playing with my mind.

After brunch, we headed straight to the bus stop wherein we would hitch a ride to Bacolod.

We decided to wait two hours for the next aircon bus. The rest of the guys were just checking out the other guys in the bus stop. There was one particular cutie whom Marion was trying to catch the attention of, to no avail, unfortunately, ahehehe.

There were some Americans in the bus stop as well, being accompanied by a Filipina.

"Asawa niya kaya yung Kano?" I asked.

"May chance..." said Jze.

"Tignan mo o, dinalhan nung Pinay ng siopao yung pamilya niyang foreigner," I pointed.

"Siyempre matutuwa ang mga pax kasi exotic food na iyan para sa kanila," said Marion or Jze.

After an hour of waiting, we were informed that the aircon bus would be arriving even later than we expected.

So we just took the ordinary bus. Haay.

It was a five hour trip with about three rest stops. The views of the mountains, the sea and the farms were great.

This is me and Jze enjoying bananas on a stick during one of our rest stops.

A lot more happened after this but uploading all these pics really is tiresome.

I promise to write more in my next entry.