Cebu City

The next morning, I boarded Cebu Pacific Airlines and headed
for Cebu. Dan, the guy I met the night before helped me out
some at the ticket desk, and went on his way. He was going to
meet a business contact there at the domestic airport, before
leaving for Cebu City on a later flight.

That was some flight, about 40 minutes after take off, the
plane was landing. I still remember the feeling I had, as the
plane came in for a landing, a feeling went through me like I
was coming home. To be honest, I had the same feeling every
time I went back.

At the airport, I looked around for my soon to be bride.
Instead, some guy I had never seen before came to the rail
calling to me. He said, “Your friend is outside”. I followed
him out and it took me only seconds to realize, he didn’t
really know where she was himself. He pointed first one way,
then the next. But, I saw Marsha first, she was a dream come
true.

She had already rented me a room at the Fuente Pension
House. After we arrived there and I dropped my bags in my
room, we headed for the Roof Top Café for a delicious meal of
Philippine cooking. This is a real open air café overlooking the
city. It is located in the Pension House for the guest, and
considered to be a portion of the roof. Down on the street below,
I could hear the “Beep-Beep” sound of taxi’s and Jeepney’s.
I soon learned Pedicabs were also a familiar sight there. These
are bicycles or motorcycles with a built on passenger cab.

The time I spent there with Marsha let me know without
doubt, she was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life
with. She still is! The following weekend, we were married
there in Cebu City.

When it was time for me to leave and return to the states, she
couldn’t come with me. As it would turn out, she wouldn’t get
to come for three years. I went back as often as I could, and
each time I did, it was wonderful. Each time it left me not
wanting to leave.

In all of the places I have been to in Asia, the Philippines
remains close to my heart.

More Later

Lee