This morning I probably woke up around 7:30 and guess what I had for breakfast? Yep…fried cheese, chocolate/vanilla swirl cake, bananas, hot milk, caja juice, some pina fruit, and bread with butter. Have I grown tired of it though? Absolutely not. That fried cheese is SO good. It squeaks like fresh cheese curds from Wisconsin.
Tag: Family
The Simple Joys
Tonight at Master Club (the Wednesday night kids program at Heartland Baptist in Ames) one of the fifth-grade girls who I barely know came up to me and said, “A miracle happened this morning!”
I responded, “What?!”
She said, “My mom was released from prison!”
Me: “That’s so great! I’m glad to hear that!”
Philippines: A Reflection on the Trip
It is now about 9:14pm (10:14am Philippine time), a little over one week after we left Uncle James’ house for the Manila airport. It was a fun, educational, and eye-opening vacation/experience.
I enjoyed getting to know most of my relatives a little better- even those that I didn’t know I had. I liked going to visit all the pastors and learn about their ministries- especially Pastor Amar’s prison ministry. It was fun driving on the roads and seeing how everybody drives. The rice terraces were awesome and the roads leading there were almost just as fun and scary at the same time.
Philippines, Day 19: The Final Leg
As we came in sight of the city of Seattle, we tried to find anything that looked familiar to us. We had our best landing of the trip at about 2:15pm PST (5:15am Philippine time, 4:15pm CST) not having found anything familiar. I took a last look at one of my favorite airplanes, the 747 Jumbo Jet, owned by one of my favorite airlines, and then we moved on.
Philippines, Day 18: Fond Farewell
[Because the Philippines is half a day ahead of the US, we left the Philippines on Sunday, July 4, and arrived back in Minneapolis over 24 hours later on the same Sunday, July 4. I will split the return trip into two blog posts.]
This morning, we left the Philippines. Dad had stayed up most of the night packing our stuff. All we had left to pack when we woke up were some shells that we had collected from the ocean beaches in Sta. Maria. However, at breakfast, Uncle James told us that there were some shells that we should not take with us.