Leaving Bohol....Mousing Around.....
After 3 full weeks in the Philippines I was ready for more.
I was spending every day with my sweetie, enjoying the beautiful island beaches, meeting new people and simply having a great time. But, as we all know, everything has some type of ending.
It was time for me to go and I didn't really want to leave. The Philippines is addictive and pinays are even more addictive!
I really didn't have much choice in the matter. My airline ticket and my 21 day visa were the prime motivators and plus, I really had to get back to work.
The party on Sunday night lasted until 2am or so and we danced the entire time with her friends, family and classmates. I was tired. I hadn't packed anything and when I got back to the hotel I just crashed. My sweetie came back with me to change and she crashed also, we had both had a long day.
We were woke about 2 hours later by the hotel phone, it was auntie! She hopped up, kissed me goodbye and I walked her out to the hotel front entrance where the early morning trike drivers were sleeping inside their sidecar. We woke one of the drivers, paid him double, 60pesos, and off she went into the late nite/early morning.
I was hoping that auntie would not be pissed because of this. Oh well shyt happens!
Went back to the room and started to clean up the room and pack. Turned on some late nite TV, reruns mostly and got me some pineapple juice and keebler chocolate chip cookies and spent my last nite in Bohol pigging out and watching the boob tube.
My supercat did not leave until about 2:40 pm so I knew I could sleep a bit late.
As I was dozing off to sleep, i kept hearing a rustling sound, sorta like paper being crunched up together. I nodded off again. The sound got louder. Finally, I go so annoyed, I woke up determined to figure out where this sound was coming from.
I just sat there and waited.
Another rustling sound; it was coming from my small carry bag with my laptop. I had no idea what it could be. I carefully unzipped the bag. Nothing. Then, like a shot of lightening, a large mouse jumped out of the bag, onto my chest, up my shoulder and over my back!!!
HOLY SHYT!!!!! I nearly dropped a load!!
I turned and the mouse ran under the bed. I pulled the bed out, determined to get this little guy. He scampered under the night stand. I pulled out the nightstand, he scampered into the closet. I opened the closet, he scampered under the bed. I moved the bed, he scampered under the other nightstand. As you can see I was making no progress catching this mouse and it was like 6am in the morning and I was making a lot of noise.
A porter knocked on my door, apparently someone had called the front desk because of the "commotion" in 317!
When I opened the door porter saw the mess and just kinda stared at me with a puzzled look on his face. I turned from the open door and continued the chase, hollering, "Mouse! Mouse! help me get the mouse!" He joined the battle.
We pulled out the bed. No mouse. We pulled out the night stands, no mouse, we opened the closet, no mouse, we took all of the sheets off the bed, no mouse!!"
He looked at me....."there is no mouse sir!" he said with a sideways glance and giving me a smile and the "stupid kano" look!
As he opened the door to leave, out jumps the mouse, and scampers down the hallway with both of us in hot pursuit!!
Well...we never caught the little bugger. He got t an open hallway linen closet and disappeared!
We had stirred up quite a bit of commotion and the morning staff gathered around my mouse chasing buddy and they jabbered about the whole incident, in cebuano of course! I went back to my room to straighten up and finish packing and hopefully get some sleep. Checkout was at 11 and I had only a 2 hour nap in the last 24 hours!
I called the front desk and told them that I would check out at 1pm and then I crashed.
My sweetied knocked on my door promptly at 9, as she had done for the last 3 weeks. I could barely wake up to answer the door.
I told her about the mouse. She told me that the girls at the front desk and the security guard had already told her! They were calling me the mouse chaser! Man word gets around quick in this place, I made a mental note of that!
She brought my last batch of clean clothes with her and I finished my packing quickly. We got a quick breakfast and I came back to say our goodbyes and cuddle.
As 1pm approached she started crying. She was like, you can stay another few days! Extend your Visa, change your flight! Talk about pressure!!
Thing is, I really wanted to do it, I had a beautiful woman who was in love with me begging me to stay with her on one of the most beautiful tropical islands in the world!
Sounds like a dream but it was real. How do you say NO to that?!
Well.....Logic prevailed (I hate logic and common sense sometimes) and we decided to stick with my original plan. The crying stopped, but the sad look remained. I turned the lights out and we just held each other for the last time. Very bittersweet.
I didn't leave the hotel until 2:30. My supercat was at 2:40! I had already purchased my ticket at ICM mall so all I had to do was check one bag and board!
We caught a trike and I paid him double to rush to the terminal. Got there at 2:38. Kissed my sweetie goodbye, Checked my bag at 2:40, walked on the supercat at 2:45. Made It!
What a day, now it was time to relax, maybe get some sleep. I still had a flight to catch in Cebu, but I had two hours to kill on the boat. I took a window seat and pulled out my digital camera, opened a bag of M&M's and started looking at the pics taken over the last 3 weeks.
What a trip! I had started this journey on my computer in my room! I had one simple goal, find a wife, a friend, a companion. I chatted with over 200 pinays and selected 1 (and she selected me).
I spent a year sending my sweetie emails, simple gifts, chatting, skyping, texting and calling.
I traveled to the other side of the planet to meet her in person.
I met her, she met me, we clicked!
Life is good.
Z
