Holy cow! This is FINALLY my last post for the Philipines...
For our last day in the Philipines I woke up with a slight fever and sore throat...Not feeling great-but took some ibuprofen and cold medicine that seemed to help...(Perry wasn't feeling well either) Anyway, our plan was to go to the temple with my aunt and uncle-but when we got there they didn't have our reservations for some reason and the temple was packed.... Aunt Teresa begged for them to let Perry and I into the session-even though they didn't have room for any of us...They decided to squeeze Perry and I in... (our session was packed and they had to add chairs to our room)..When we got done we went outside and there were hundreds of people waiting to do temple work... It was inspiring to me because some of these people were going to have to wait 4-5 hours for the next available session and they were all willing to wait in the hot sun and humidity... Not only were they willing to wait-but they were still happy and not complaining...(I don't think I would wait hours to do a session-if it was busy I would go back another day).. They taught me a lesson and inspired me to be a little better... Anyway-we found some of Perry's friends/converts who were supposed to be in our session...They didn't make it into our session and were waiting... They had us go behind the temple and prepared a little lunch for us...Fried chicken, rice and mangos-so nice of them.. After that we said our goodbyes and met up with my aunt and uncle...We drove to a large store that reminded me of Cosco...Everything was american brands inside..Alot of it was extremely expensive-especially the dairy items...$12 dollars for a carton of icecream...$10 dollars for a gallon of milk.. (They have to import everything-which drives the cost up) My aunt got a few items and we left...Traffic was terrible on the way back to the mission home...Everyone is always cutting everyone off..(whoever is just barely in front of the other one always has the right of way and they will just come right in your lane) Its crazy to me--there is no traffic rules or anything...Totally different than here-much much more chaotic...Sometimes I would just close my eyes and pray we get there safely..) My uncle definitely hates the traffic...Anyway, after getting back to the mission home we hung out a little bit and then our driver picked us up and took us to the panghulo ward..They had a ward FHE planned for us to come to..Our driver got lost-and we arrived an hour late..They were still so excited we made it...When we got inside their church there was no airconditioner and it was HOT...When we got there-they had a whole program planned...The two ward missionaries gave us a lesson...Then they had some of their members in a band play some songs..They were very good. Then they had the youth perform two special dance numbers in their traditional costume-(which they sewed beforehand..) They did so good! Then we played a couple games and danced...After the games we had dinner-which they prepared...I was doing ok with it-until I tried to cut into what I thought was a piece of meat. I looked at Perry and he shook his head at me to not eat it..I found out later it was a thick piece of pig skin with the fat and everything on it....I lost my appetite a little after that-so I stuck to what I knew was safe....rice and mangos.. We gave the kids little plastic frogs and they loved them...It was fun to watch them play with them...After getting a billion pictures with everybody-our fun night came to an end...We got back to the mission home around 11:00 or so...We were both exhausted-but had a great day... It was humbling again-that these people would go to all the effort they did to plan a fun night for us...They were so sweet and kind... We went to bed and woke up around 4 am to get ready to fly home...Both of us woke up feeling very sick-my throat/head was killing me...Perry wasn't doing well either..(At least it waited until the end of the trip to really hit us) The flight home was absolutely TERRIBLE to say the least-but we finally arrived home 26 exhausting hours later to two cute kiddos happy to see us...(We were very happy to see them too)
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