As is the way of things, most of today was lost to the process of traveling - something that is even more complicated when it comes to getting back to the Philippines. I actually woke up way too early to use the bathroom, then went back to bed. My sister eventually woke me up with news that our parents were already good to go and were just waiting for us. I was largely ready to go, but the extra sleep cost me a bit more time with the nephews.
The whole family made the journey to the airport. And since it's Changi, we had no shortage of things to do together, including a good brunch. This was a relatively shorter trip than others, and we all wanted to make the most of things. The boys were in generally good spirits, but a few repeated queries on why we couldn't just stay at home with them here and there.
That left us with less time in the terminal itself, but that's fine. We got a little last-minute shopping done, and then it was straight to the gate and directly into boarding. It was a pretty full flight, and I was in the row behind the rest of the family, so it meant a fair amount of uncomfortable management of elbow space for the armrest.
The flight itself was okay with some pockets of turbulence. I finished an audiobook and a graphic novel and made some good progress with another shallow queer book. My earbuds started to warn of low battery right before landing, so it all worked out for the best despite PAL's lack of in-flight entertainment for these flights. Our airport shopping resulted in us having more bags in the overhead compartment, and it was good that we were able to board earlier to maximize the space.
NAIA Terminal 1 wasn't terrible, and we got through Immigration pretty quickly, more because we were traveling with senior citizen privileges than anything else. But our luggage took forever to come out. I'm just glad that all of our bags made the transit safely. The arrivals driveway at T1 was still bedlam, but Tobie and I connected eventually, so it's all good.
I've already cleared my luggage and sorted the different pasalubongs for different (mainly O Bar) friends. It's good to be home.
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