We arrived about 4 a.m. local time to heat like I’ve never experienced at this time of day. On the plane I was dying for a good cup of coffee and even hopeful that there might a Starbucks in this enormous international airport. After hiking around with three other die-hard coffee drinkers in my 5-inch heels for what seemed like a mile, I decided to go back and find the rest of the group, who I found perched at a terminal café – in the air conditioning. Duh Einstein!
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| The team with the Cebu Port Rotarians (this is a little out of sequence...) |
It was a pleasant arrival – finally we had everyone together in our uniforms. Everyone looked reasonably rested and even humored our photojournalist David for a posed picture. We were greeted by a group of people from the local tourism office who help us pass through customs quickly and on to the next terminal to await our flight to Cebu. Everyone was extremely helpful…and happy. I can’t remember any time in my life that I saw so many smiling faces this early in the morning.
Good morning, Manila!
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