I Found my Husband!!!... Tuesday, July 13

Woke up at the crack of dawn for breakfast and then walked over to the pier to get my ticket for the Super Cat, the ferry that’d be taking me over to Bohol Island. After an hour and forty minute boat ride, I stepped out onto Bohol Island and was quick to notice their taxis – ‘tricycle taxis’. They have regular car taxis but for a much cheaper price you can get a ride from a scooter that has an attached metal compartment to it. I opted for the tricycle.

I love the tricycle taxis of Bohol... they're so cheap and pretty cool to ride in. I particularly was interested in the Biblical scriptures written on the backs of each tricycle and ended up taking a whack of pictures of the scriptures.

With way too much time to spare, I decided to stick to our initial plan and wait it out at the airport for Snickers. We had talked about wanting to experience the Philippines together and with the airport being faithful to it’s “no ticket, no entrance” rule, I had to wait it out on a metal bench outside.

I waited six hours but a man like Snickers is totally worth it.

My wait wasn’t so bad despite the blazing sun and soaring temperatures. After an hour or so, the airport security and local sellers selling drinks and food at the airport had stirred up plenty of conversations with me and we were on a first name bases.

The main conversation topic was boxing but it wasn’t until long into the conversation that I let it be known that one of the two Korean boxers they had mentioned would be fighting this Saturday was my husband. With Pacquiao being such a well-known successful Filipino boxer, the interest in boxing in the Philippines is quite intense and very much alive.

Best part of the day came when I spotted Snickers stepping out of the plane and out onto the runway. He looked up, spotted me among the crowd of waiting people, and then sprinted across the runway to scoop me up. I felt so happy… so damn happy.

Snickers and Junior Mint had traveled to the Philippines with another boxer, Big Yoo, a Japanese boxer who moved to Korea to pursue his boxing carrier. Big Yoo was accompanied by his Korean coach and his Japanese coach who, we all were quick to find out, would test our patience for the rest of the trip.

The Filipino promoter picked us up in his truck and off we went to our hotel, Dao Diamond. Dao Diamond turned out to be quite the sweet place to stay and I was really impressed with the fact that not only was it founded and operated by Filipino women but it employs a deaf organization. Most of their staff members are deaf but those who are not deaf have learned sign language, so it was pretty cool to experience. I was quick to pick up some simple signs and warmed up pretty quickly to the staff.

I was asked to act as a kind of translator. Big Yoo and his two coaches (one of which was Korean) spoke in Japanese, and though Snickers has a good handle on English, Junior Mint’s English is still in the minus numbers. I was happy to help – at first that is. More on that to come with tomorrow’s entry though!!!

They say there’s no rest for the wicked and though we had just settled into our hotel for the night, Junior Mint was already insisted Snickers to gear up for training. They did pad work outside, shadow boxing and sprints around the hotel grounds.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
They do know we're not in Korea anymore, right?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Different strokes for different folks.
-- Author Unknown