Flying to Manila

Well just flying to Manila has been an adventure of its own and I havnt got to my destination yet. 

Manila. My transfer flight to Bali. 

I can't even remember Manila the name. I use the part 'man' to help me.

I'm sitting in the Manilan airport, I'm tired, thirsty,  need the toilet and look at everyone suspiciously. 

I left heathrow being nervous after saying good bye to my family but I managed to find my flight and get on it. 

I left my family I just sat down on the plane it was taking off, i had Demi Lovato blaring through my headphones. I felt a sense of excitement I am a globe trotter. World traveler. Wanderlust. 

As soon as I found my seat which was located at the very back of the plane I decided I would go to the seat in front of me as it had two windows. Turns out no one was sitting there anyway. Funnily enough a (I'm presuming he was Filipino, from naga) decided to sit next to my isle seat instead of in the middle. He and his friend were nice enough. He made conversation and at the end of the flight they helped me take my bag down and said goodbye. Being as savvy as I am I've said no to so many people offering to take my carry on and offering me sweets. Just saying my carry on bag is pretty big and heavy! 

In the long 12 or so hour flight I slept a lot as I was and am so exhausted. I find that sleeping on your food tray holder is best.

 I listened to a lot of Demi lovato and watched a comedy and also saving mr banks which is a really good movie showing how Mary Poppins  was (supposedly) made. Towards the last 2 hours of the flight after waking up and looking like sleeping beauty I watched a fun movie called Barefoot.

As the aeroplane was heading towards landing in Manila I was amazed that the ocean looked so dirty! The thing is it wasn't the ocean, it was flooded land ( well I think it was) Another thing that shocked me was that there are so many houses crammed in together. It's like all of Manila is a plaque of people. Too over crowded and not that great housing with lots of flooding. (Although I don't want to judge as I only saw it from the plane and didn't actually step foot out of the airport.) 

Touch down! I'm in Manila safe and sound. Sent family a text, and am sitting waiting for my Bali plane while eating chocolate, craving water and looking at a little brown bird in the building and palm trees.