Day 11: Monday, June 29
Monday morning we began our slow trip that eventually lead us home. By this point, I was ready to be home. I was tired, feeling a bit sick, covered with bug bites, and missing my family. Kylie, however, wanted to stay longer! Carlyn's parents encouraged her to stay; Carlyn and Dave, Sid and Barb, all told her she would be welcome. There was no way I would have left her behind.
We left Manolo Fortich at 5:30 in the morning and headed down to Cagayan de Oro for the last time. White Water rafting was our first adventure of the day. And while there were rapids that qualified for "white water" status, it was more of a "brown water" experience.



We went through 21 rapids in all, but I couldn't really take pictures of them because I was too worried about staying inside the raft! At one point, the guides told us we could get out and swim. Kylie, Stephanie and Sid all braved the brown water. Apparently it was so brown because of all the rain mixing things up...what kinds of things? I didn't ask!

The trip down the river took about three hours, and was a very nice way to see more of the beautiful country.



When we finished our rafting adventure, Carlyn showed us around the city a little more, including the Ward building she attended when she was first baptized. We got to meet some of her friends and avoid the heat for a little while as we sat in the air-conditioned building. She also took us to the outdoor market, which was the first place I felt nervous about being pick-pocketed. It was hot and very crowded and I felt completely overwhelmed.
Day 12: Tuesday, June 30
The next morning we were up early, again, and headed to the airport, bound for Manila. We thought the flight was at 6:50, but apparently the airline decided to change the departure time, so when we go to the airport we weren't in time for their "45 minute before departure" check-in. It was very frustrating to see the plane outside, closing its doors 1/2 an hour early. We had to pay a rebooking fee to get on the next flight, which was 2 hours later, and that one left early, too. I think it was a scheme to get more money, which really frustrated me because I was running out of spending money.
When we arrived in Manila, we were back in the dog's mouth. It was so hot and humid, I felt like I could hardly breathe. We went on a horse drawn carriage ride of the "Intramuros" or the old walled city, and I felt so bad for the poor horse! He had to pull 9 people in the horrible heat. The tour was interesting, but I would have enjoyed it much more if it had been 30 degrees cooler.


Our tour guide was "Georgie
Porgie", the tour guide to the stars, including Michael Jackson, Princess Diana, Hilary Clinton, and John Denver, according to him. Who knows? He could play the piano, though, and entertained us with a few Beatles songs. One of the stops was at a replica of an old Spanish home.


I couldn't really focus and pay attention to what Georgie was telling us, so I can't exactly remember what the next few pictures are of, but they're interesting.


This is the
Baluarte de San Diego, an ancient fort built around 1663.

After suffering in the sweltering heat for a few hours, we checked into our hotel and rested for a little while. Later in the day we went to an indoor market, which I enjoyed much more. Maybe simply because it was air-conditioned! I was still overwhelmed, who wouldn't be by at least 100 stalls selling pearls? People were selling everything you can imagine, and I had a hard time not buying too much because the prices were so good!
Day 13: Wednesday, July 1
And then we left the Philippines behind and headed for Hong Kong! Here's a few shots from the airplane window as we descended.

We met up with Emmy
Hoi, another sister missionary who had served on
Bainbridge Island with Stephanie. It was so helpful to have someone who knows
Hong Kong show us around. She took us out to Stanley Market where we shopped for souvenirs,


to the Jumbo Floating Restaurant,


where you can take your pick of seafood...we didn't eat there, just walked around and admired their large selection. I felt like I was at an aquarium rather than a
restaurant.

and then on a boat tour of the "floating fishing village," hundreds of fishing boats that the fishermen live on with their families.

We also ate lunch at a REAL Chinese restaurant, and ate delicious Dim Sum. I have no idea what any of them were called, but Emmy did a wonderful job making the selections for us. As we were walking around the streets, we ran into this familiar sign:

And went inside the Church office building for a few minutes. It's a beautiful building, surrounded by
highrises in the middle of downtown
Hong Kong.

Later in the evening, we met up with Emmy's husband, Thomas, and they took us across on the Star Ferry over to Kowloon to see the fireworks that were supposed to be lit off celebrating the 12 anniversary of
Hong Kong's return to China. We waited and watched a laser light show on the buildings of
Hong Kong, and saw about 100
LDS missionaries who had permission to come see the fireworks. It was so fun to talk to them and see their faces light up when they realized we were
LDS Americans.



We enjoyed the light show, but were pretty disappointed (as were all the missionaries) when there were no fireworks. For some reason we were never able to figure out, they didn't happen this year. I really enjoyed visiting with Thomas and Emmy, though, and they took us out to dinner at a fabulous Vietnamese restaurant. It was a LONG day, and still 86 degrees and very humid at 10 PM, but I realized I probably won't get a chance to see
Hong Kong again any time soon, so I tried to make the most of it.
Day 14: Thursday, July 2
Thursday was our last day of this amazing vacation. We took another ferry ride, this time out to
Lantau Island to see the Giant
Buddha. It was quite an amazing sight, even though I didn't know until we got there that it was built in 1993. I thought it was an ancient statue, so I was a tiny bit disappointed.

Kylie, Stephanie and I hiked up the many stairs and then walked around admiring the
stautes and browsing through the museum underneath the
Buddha.


After we had our fill of giant statues, we walked over to the Po Lin
monastery for lunch. Everything was vegetarian, and delicious!

Then we walked around the grounds and admired the beautiful buildings.

The cable car dropped us off near the train station, so we took the train back downtown. I love
Hong Kong's transportation system. It would be so easy to get around...double-
decker buses, trams, cable cars, subways, trains, taxis...if only I could read the signs! (No, really, most were in English, too.)
Victoria Peak was our next destination. There is a tram up the very steep mountain, and another gorgeous view from the top. I thought it would be more "natural" at the top, but of course they have to capitalize on tourism and there is a big building full of restaurants and shops.


On our way back to the hotel we walked through
Hong Kong park, which is a beautiful park right in the middle of all the huge buildings, a bit like Central Park in New York. I wish I would have known about it sooner, I would have liked to spend more time there. But as it was, we were starving and wanted to go eat dinner. Carlyn had a restaurant in mind, a small Chinese BBQ place. The only trouble was, she couldn't remember exactly how to get there. Just a tiny problem in a HUGE city. Fortunately we found a taxi driver who knew the area very well and he took us right there.

It was definitely a place where locals hang out. I trusted Carlyn and ordered the BBQ pork, and it was very good.
While we were exploring during the day, we came across a fruit stand and bought a dragon fruit. This is the outside:

And this is the inside: It tastes a lot like a kiwi, very yummy!

Here are a few signs we came across. The first one is for Brooke:


And I know you all want to know what the bathroom in our hotel was like: (Yes, it had pull down shades.)
Day 15: Thursday, July 3We woke up excited to finally be on our way home, but sad that we were leaving behind friends, and the wonderful things we'd experienced. I was ready to be home, though. Two weeks was a long time to be away from Brad and the kids. We were also nervous about getting on the flight, since we were flying standby again. All went well on the first leg of the trip, except for the fact that Kylie had to leave behind the birthday gift she bought for Jillian, a large Mancala game, because at security they told us it was too big for a carry-on. (It would have fit!) After a few hours of tense waiting to see if we would make it on the flight, they cleared us and we ran to the gate, and even got seats in business class again. Here's a picture Kylie took of me trying to sleep. Even though we had these comfortable seats, it was still hard for me to sleep.
When we got to San Francisco, we didn't have much time until the flight to Seattle, so we rushed and then ended up waiting, and waiting, and waiting. We didn't get on the first flight at 9:45; we were #25 and 26 on the stand-by list and only five seats were available. We didn't get on the second flight at 12:45. We had moved up to #11 and 12, but then somehow dropped back down to #26 and 27, with only one seat available. The next flight was at 6:00, we knew we were at the bottom of the stand-by list, and after being awake for almost 24 hours with little sleep, I just wanted to get home NOW. So we bought tickets on another airline, departing at 3:00. Of course, when the plane arrived and they did the safety inspection, they found that the brake pads had to be replaced and the flight was delayed an hour. Finally at 4:00, we got on the plane and by 6:00, we were back in Seattle! Brad, Jillian and Ben were there to welcome us home, and it was a very joyful reunion. Nathan had gone to EFY that week and wouldn't be home until the next day.
Looking back on this amazing adventure, I have so much to be thankful for. The little things, like a flushing toilet and hot water. The big things, like family, a beautiful home, a more than adequate income, health, and moderate weather (although this week is an abnormality, with temps in the high 90s!) I don't know if I can say that I came back "changed" in any measurable way, but I do appreciate my life and the place I live more. And I have a greater sense of the vastness of the world. There is so much out there, so many people and places; it really is mind-boggling to know that I am just one of the billions of people on this planet, but that I am important, and that Heavenly Father knows me personally, just like He knows each and every one of His children. Truly amazing!