Thoughts while waiting in NAIA Terminal 3
Alone and waiting for two hours before my flight to Zamboanga, I can suddenly understand why airports are such lonely places. Yes, there are those couples taking pictures of each other with their luggage, barkadas chatting excitedly even though their flight to Caticlan is delayed by three hours, and wisecracking kids making their parents laugh.… Continue reading Thoughts while waiting in NAIA Terminal 3