Missing my family for the nth time...

I took a couple of blottles of beer last night just to make me sleep. Like most of my scheduled departure for Malaysia, I had a hard time sleeping the night before. So I took my usual medication for sleep deprivation, San Mig Light! hahaha!!!

The alarm went on at around 4:45am and I had this feeling of not going to stand up from bed. I just hugged my son while feeding him. I look at my 9-month old daugther while she was sound asleep. She seem very peaceful sleeping and that seem to start a very good day for me.

My wife, Ella, was still either half awake or half sleeping. I made a little embrace to before setting off for a bath...

Well, I guess that started my day today. Early morning wake-up call for the usual travel to Malaysia... feeling saddened by the fact that I'll be leaving again my family and be alone again for the next week or two. But on the other hand, I feel good knowing that I am doing this for them, for my family's future.

I am missing Josh's songs, cries, and his wits. I am missing Lela's kisses. I am missing Ella's company and her mumbles and her laughter. I am missing their love. I am missing the joy of being with them..

As I take the ride going to Clark, then goes the feeling of emptiness setting in. Maybe, I was enjoying more and more the company of my kids each day or I am missing the milestones that my kids have while I am away, or I will be missing the company of my wife for the next few days... these thoughts make me feel depressed and tired...

I just arrived here in Malacca. Tomorrow will be a new day and the next days and I look forward for coming back home again in a week of two...

Oh God I missed them...

Travelling with crickets and a glitch

I travel every month to Malaysia and yesterday was no different. I woke up at 3:30 in the morning and have some preparations and leave house at 5:00 am for a four-hour journey to Clark International Airport.

The only thing that mattered was that I had cold and it would be the first time that I travel with a runny nose. But it didn't worried me much, I thought it wouldn't matter.

Anyway, just as the plane took off that I realized that it would be a hell of a flight. My ears were in pain and worst, I barely hear a thing except for a ringing sound... sounds like there were a couple of crickets on the plane. The pain was just horrible. It settled a little bit halfway through the flight but still it was in pain.

But it was not the end of it. The ringing intensified during landing and as if my right ear was going to burst. It was the worst pain next to a toothache that I felt in my entire life and I felt that I was going to pass out... Fucking colds!!!

Where's my taxi!!!

Usually, a taxi driver waits for me outside the airport in Malaysia to take me to a two and a half drive to Melaka... But yesterday nobody was there to pick me up. I waited for about 20~30 minutes but there was no taxi driver coming to get me. Unfortunately, my local SIM card doesn't have enough credits to make a call. And fuck, I have to purchase a minimum of RM30.00 worth of credits at the airport. It's too much for a short stay in Melaka.

But I didn't have a choice.

Then I realized that our admin officer forgot to book me for a taxi. What??? I only got RM70.00 left in my pocket and the taxi rates could go up to RM150.00 from the airport to Melaka... I had never been to KL before and I don't want to take the risk of getting there with just RM70.00.

I had to wait for another 3 hours...

It was a long day yesterday. I arrived at my hostel in Melaka at 8:30 still with my right ear aching, half deaf, with a headache and a couple of 'crickets' ringing hard, and I was so fucking tired.

I will be flying again on Wednesday. This time to Vietnam and go back here on Friday night and fly again on Monday back to Philippines... and I still have this fucking colds, aching ears... and the fucking crickets!!!