For a second I thought this flight was never gonna end. All because when I looked at the monitor on the plane and saw that we were really close to North pole. I was pretty sure I stepped on a plane that had Hong Kong as destination. So when I looked out of the window all I could see was ice. not cool. After a couple of hours of learning a couple of new card games, running too catch an airplane and a bumpy landing we finally arrived on the island that I heard this little Filipino talk about all summer. That night I felt like a VIP, the people that picked us up had banners and everything. There wasn't much more I could ask for my first night in the Philippines. The next next morning the was the total of opposite then the night before. Everything was running really good until we finished warm up and Sergio said "16 x 50" on 50 seconds. After the first on I looked at Daniel and all I could think of was pain. That was the hardest set of 50's I ever did in my lifetime. Earlier that morning I thought I was fine, but jet lag just takes everything out of you. After that experience we got to see the beautiful country and arrived at this beautiful facility were we are staying now.
PS: One thing, if you ever call someone short again that probably might be a lie. I feel like a giant here. We were walking through the mall and could see over everybodies head, its amazing!!!!
Rodion status "Missing everbody at Bolles"