Australia is GREAT! pt.1

In my 18 years and 8 months of existence, I have only traveled once. Last March 26, I flew to Australia to visit my boyfriend and to meet his family. It was a mixed feelings, to be honest. I was terrified because 1. I have never entered an airport (only at the waiting area, and me travelling from Kuwait to Philippines as an infant does not count), 2. In regards to #1, obviously I have no idea what it was like in an airplane, 3. I was alone!!!, and 4. My first travel via airplane, as a person who actually remembers what's happening around her, is in a foreign country where most people do not speak my native language at all. I love speaking in English but the jitters will not go away that easily. You'll never know when is your brain going to betray you in speaking your second language. I was excited because 1. I'm going to see my boyfriend again!!!!, and 2. It's fucking Australia, m8!

My first experience of being in an airplane was alright. I wouldn't say it was great because you'll hear the engine for the rest of the trip, and you'll not get that much sleep if you're not used of sleeping while sitting. I had nobody to talk to, although the Australian man beside me tried to offer a small chat every once in a while. I also have no idea what to say in regards to the flight attendants' attitude. I mean, some were nice that actually smiles, but most of them were just poker face. I really don't like people who doesn't smile that much because it gives me this impression that they are sassy. Also, I wasn't able to bring a book with me because my bag is so full already. So I just watched this movie that Lach told me to watch while on a plane. Guess what? It was "United 93" which is about one of the planes that crashed during 9/11. I guess his goal was to make me more terrified than I already was, but he failed. I have a soft spot in my heart when it comes to 9/11. 

I didn't have a direct flight. I had a stop over at Melbourne for 3 hours before going to Adelaide. The line in the immigration was so long. I was also not sure where the fuck to go after that. I tried to ask the other Filipinos in the line but they didn't help that much so I ended up asking the staffs I saw on my way to the carousel. Good thing Melbourne Airport was just a one establishment where every terminal is just walking distance from one to the other. After checking in, I met this Filipina who had the exact same flight with me, both MNL to MEL and MEL to ADL. We chatted for a while and I learnt that she's here for the same reason as I have: to visit her boyfriend. I didn't tell her that I was there to visit my boyfriend as well, though. I have no idea why did I do that. Haha!

When we landed in Adelaide, the first person I saw as I got off the plane was Fletcher, Lach's 5 year old cousin. He was standing behind this glass divider. I was actually impressed that people who are juts picking up were allowed in that area, because back in the Philippines, the family or friends of the passenger/s were not even allowed to go inside the establishment. That moment, I felt so happy and proud of myself. After 3 mos of just skyping, I finally saw my boyfriend again flesh to flesh and this time with Big Daniel, and Fletcher who is very adorable! It's probably one of the best days of my life.