day 2

day 2... just got off from an 14 hour flight from Chicago to Hong Kong, I'm just chilling at a Starbucks here at the airport. the people are nice, it just feels so good to be back in Asia. Talk about a long ass flight, they gave us 4 meals and 3 movies. All of the movies were bad except for Tyler Pery's The Family That Preys. I love the ending song, "I hope you dance" by Gladys Knightit goes like "I hope you feel small when next to the ocean... i hope you dance..." something like that..



The flight was awesome the flight attendant keeps on calling me K-ROD because I was wearing the Mets fiited cap Chris gave me for Christmas. I went to a duty free gift shop and bought some perfume (things that i never did before, because i am so frugal). The highlight of this trip so far is when I arrived here in Hongkong as I was about to check in a group of Filipinas approached me I think there was 10 of them. The first thing that they asked me was "do you work here?" and I replied whit a smile "uhm... nope". I was wearing a black shirt, black hoodie, black cap, black jeans and white running shoes. I wonder what made them think that I was an airport employee. But it was all good, the were asking me details about their flight. Which gate do they have to go to, what time do they have to board, where was the gate. So I answered them to the best of my guestimating abilities. I just hope I gave them the right instructions. I found out that they are overseas contract workers to be sent to Qatar, they hit the soft spot on my Iron Clad heart when they told me that they have'nt had a meal yet since they left Manila. They were hungry and tired and with limited resources. So I bought them something to eat from duty free before I boarded for my own flight.

My connecting flight to manila is 3 hours from now. By the way I left my college friend Mart back in my apartment in NY. He just crashed last saturday, he is also on a journey - he is trying to make it it NY, look for a job and a apartment. A journey that I myself went through. I did it with the help of amzinng people. My friend shan and ate crystal, that i know consider as family. we may not be bounded by blood but there is no other word to describe our relationship with one another. So i am paying it forward by trying to help martin out as much as I can with my limited resources and infinite perseverance. Mart helped me load my luggage at the taxi. Speaking of which, on my way to the airport - I felt so alone. I was gonna travel to the other side of the world and the only person that i could talk to was my spanish cabbie. He was cool, gave him a nice tip. I think part of being independent is being able to suck up you emotions. If you feel lonely or you got doubts and fears... suck it up, you're on your own so deal with it. I am no longer in school, I am by myself now and I just have to figure out how to make ends meet.