On November 2008, Migo and I went on a trip to Cagayan de Oro City with workmates. It was a 3 day trip from November 7-9.
Migo before he met me has been to different provinces in the Philippines already. On the other hand, I only saw travel as a costly and useless activity. Even if I sometimes wish I’d be able to ride a plane, I didn’t do anything to fulfill it.
But I didn’t have a choice when 3 months before the schedule, a friend called me to confirm about the trip that I didn’t know of. Got angry with him because he was not the one who convinced me to go. It started as a bad memory but at the end of the trip, I never regretted that I board on that plane and took on the first ride of my life. At that trip I was able to:
Migo paid for the trip, BTW.