During my first trip to Japan last February, I felt that I had only seen a glimpse of Tokyo. Fortunately, I had a second trip coming up. I was anticipating my return so, so very much.
I’ve been gone for a while because well, as the wedding drew closer, I was just all over the place trying to make sure everything went well and according to plan. I’m now back adjusting to the daily grind and I’ve finally found this window in time to write. I’m so excited to tell you all about this trip!
Traveling is something Pocholo and I decided to do as much as we can. And Greece has been at the top of our bucket list since day one. Hence, it was easy to pick our honeymoon destination. So, we simultaneously planned the wedding and the honeymoon because we wanted to make sure we’d leave right away. And we did. By the evening of October 3 (just two days after the wedding), we were on a plane to Greece.
Our first stop was Athens. We booked a tour of the city that included a trip to the Acropolis and the museum right beside it. Our objective was to absorb as much of Greek history as we could. Boy, did we get what we asked for, and more! The museum was full of ancient Greek artifacts. I must have looked silly with my “ooohs” and “ahhhs” at each and every specimen and exhibit (not that I cared about what others would think). We weren’t allowed to take photos in a lot of areas inside the museum, so these are just a few photos from specific exhibits only.
I have entitled this entry as such because it best sums up my two trips to Japan and Korea early this year. You see, I’ve never been good with the cold. I’m known as lamigin, a local term used to describe someone who easily feels cold. That’s me. I don’t like direct ventilation from an electric fan, more so, from an air conditioner. Trips to the movie house and even the mall sometimes require a cardigan. I easily freeze when visiting Baguio or Tagaytay during the “Ber” months.
The last time I was abroad in a cold country was way back in 2007.My family spent New Year’s in Hong Kong. I remember walking in the streets and getting numb all over. I enjoyed the trip but I didn’t enjoy the cold. It was just too cold.
Last March, I was set to travel to Japan and Korea for two consecutive weekends in a row. March, I was told, was still going to be very cold. Luckily I have a mother that prepares for the worst, and even better, she knits. She made me all sorts of cute hats and scarves to keep me warm. She also made sure I packed a lot of warmers..
When we got to Japan, it was just as I expected – chilly and windy. I got myself bundled up as soon as we hopped off the plane! It was about 8 degrees Celsius, VERY COLD by my standards. But hey, thanks to my mom’s scarves and hats, and all my layers, I survived the trip and enjoyed it very much.
Here I am with Mt. Fuji behind me, a rare occurrence, we were told. (The chances of seeing Mt. Fuji is said to be 3 out of 10. I consider myself very fortunate!)