The first time I ever stepped foot onto a plane was in 1987. I was only a few months old then. My mom took me to witness my dear aunt’s wedding. I don’t recall anything. I know from pictures and stories that I experienced snowfall in Palm Springs.
It seems nothing much has changed. Manila’s airport is still there at the very same spot. Luisa, Chai and I visited a side street where you can witness planes landing and taking off.
Was I born to fly? Maybe everyone is.
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02.09.12 @ 19:03
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