So yes, people. The Panda has landed in Canada. It was a 6-hour flight to Japan, then another 10 hours to Vancouver from Narita. As we headed to the airport in Manila, the sky opened up and it began to rain. Great. Just when we were leaving. Haha. I mean, for the 2 months before we left it's been nothing but baking heat and sweaty humidity. And it rained. It looks like Manila was glad to see us go. Either that or the heavens were crying. Haha.
It was about 6:00 AM and we were pretty much wasted from the previous night, but i have trouble sleeping on planes so I got to Narita dazed and confused.
But we didn't get out of the airport (Think The Terminal with Tom Hanks and Catherine Zeta-Jones) However there were a lot of interesting things to do in the 4 hours between flights. The place was HUGE. We had to take a bullet train between buildings. And EVERYONE was in uniform. Too bad my brother refused to take my picture with them. (" Have you no shame?!") I loved the ads and the plastic food on display in all the windows and the funky english. I didn't think i'd enjoy the place as much as i did. Although I did get sneered at by some hunky effeminate Jap Cashier as i used my credit card to buy a bottle of Oxygenated Lemon Water.
So. We arrived in Vancouver on a bright and sunny afternoon, 1:00 PM Wednesday. (Which was so funny since we left Manila 9:00 AM Wed) The airport people were extra nice to us (Which was a relief after the japanese stewardess who kept barking in japanese to me until i had to explain to her that i couldn't understand her.) and my tita Nanette was waiting for us. We stepped out to a crisp sunny day, like Baguio on a really bad day, and a man in shorts, sweating, ran past us. Damn him. I dove into the comfort of a sweater, a jacket, and a scarf.