I would like to consider myself to be a savvy international traveler.  I have the whole routine down pat. From bringing all the necessary documents (passport, visa, print out of electronic tickets-and photocopies of each), packing the essentials to fit into a small-sized luggage, to picking out a day bag that allows me to compartmentalize my things and secure my documents, I have got it down to a science. Just the same, I am still very much human…and so I continue to learn from my mistakes.

On a recent visit to Singapore, I had inadvertently misplaced my embarkation card…I realized this just as I was leaving for the airport to catch my flight back home.

What on earth is an embarkation card, you may wonder. Well, different countries would have different methods to track the movement of tourists in and out of their area of jurisdiction. Disembarkation and embarkation cards that are linked to a single serial number would be one way to do this. The disembarkation card, also known as an arrival card, is the form that a foreigner accomplishes when he arrives the host country-this card would contain information such as the name, nationality, passport number, country of origin, date of arrival and local address of the foreigner. The embarkation or departure card, on the other hand, is the card that the foreigner surrenders on leaving the host country-this would contain similar information as the disembarkation card except that details regarding the date of departure and destination country would be reported instead of the date of arrival and the local address.

There I was, hours away from my flight back home, missing a legal document: my embarkation card.  I panicked but decided to still make my way to the airport without the card (I really didn’t want to miss my flight.  I figured, the earlier I get to the airport, the sooner I can talk to the immigration officer). I had the phone number of the establishment where I last took out my passport, and may have dropped the card, so I tried to call them-no dice. I tried calling my airline but, as expected, they couldn’t offer much help.

My husband and I debated what would happen to those who lose their embarkation cards. We spoke of body searches and interrogations, half-jokingly. Surely, I wasn’t the first idiot to lose such a small card that is just inserted (not stapled) into a passport. Besides, we were about to leave the country, what danger could we pose? Continue reading »

Our family counts travel as one of the few activities that we still do as a family now that we kids are all grown-up. As far as travel goes, nothing seems to get us as excited as going to Europe so it came as no surprise that we started planning for yet another trip to Europe this year.

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Now retired, my father spends considerably more time listening to the news and surfing the internet. One of the tidbits he picked up from his various sources of information was that an electronic passport (e-passport) was now required for Filipinos to travel to Europe. Diligent travelers that we are, we immediately went through the motions of getting an e-passport, even though our old green passports were still valid, without bothering to confirm if this piece of information was true…big mistake as I later found out (but that’s another post entirely).

I went online to check out the procedure for applying for an electronic passport (also known as a machine-readable passport or a biometric passport). The DFA website provided straight forward information as to the requirements for electronic passport application   http://dfa.gov.ph/main/index.php/consular-services/passport . The website also required that we fill up and submit information regarding each of the applicants online to secure an appointment. We were shocked at how long the waiting time was…we applied for an appointment in the first week of June and were given an appointment for the early September. Luckily, my parents, both of whom are senior citizens, and myself found a way to get an earlier appointment through the courtesy lane. Continue reading »

Today was the last time I did something for the first time.

I would not call myself a movie fan. For the most part, I pick out what movie to watch soon after the decision to watch a movie is made. Few are the movies that I picked out more than a few hours before making my way to the movie theater. But today was different.

Today’s movie was one that I have spent months waiting for. I logged a considerable number of hours stalking trailers and pics for this movie just to tide me over until opening day comes. I was so excited that yesterday, the day before opening day, I went and bought myself and my mom tickets, just to be sure that nothing would ruin my much anticipated fun day (I’ve had the misfortune of having to line up nearly an hour to get tickets for Clash of Titans and I swore to myself that I would never go through that again).

And today was finally the day! Sex and the City 2 had finally come to Philippine shores! Weeeehhh! See SATC Trailer

And how was SATC 2? Of course the girls did not disappoint fashion wise. But comparing the first SATC to this second one, I would say there was a lot more happening the first time SATC hit the big screen.  There were more life changing events, more fashion, and more magical moments in the first SATC. The second SATC had a lot of fashion, fewer life changing moments (For the ladies anyway…someone else had a life changing moment highlighted by Lisa Minnelli at the very start of the movie) and a large dose of reality thrown in. Proof of the pudding is that dear old mom dozed off sometime after Lisa Minnelli’s number ended and before the girls flew off to Abu Dhabi.

So would my first time to get hyped up about a movie be my last time after my SATC 2 experience? Probably not. There is a unique enjoyment that goes with planning and anticipating an event, even if the actual event itself falls short of the original expectation. Besides, even if SATC 2 seemed to be just a protracted version of the TV series, waiting for it doesn’t seem all that bad.  I used to watch out for SATC on HBO every week, what’s watching out for an SATC movie every few years?

Nostalgia....

Nostalgia....

Fleeting great moments...

Magical moments, no matter how fleeting.

Fashion galore

Fashion galore

...and a whole lot of Abu Dhabi!

...and a whole lot of Abu Dhabi!

More picture of the girls here….

Legs!

I wouldn’t really characterize myself as vain. Sure, I try to make the most out of what the good Lord has given me but I could honestly say that I never thought that I would go for cosmetic enhancements. No nips and tucks in the name of beauty for me. Or so I thought….

I guess I was just at the wrong place at the right time. Just as I was about to clock out of the clinic one fine weekend, one of the executive staff asked me if I had varicose veins. Blame it on heredity and on the long hours of standing up during my medical training but varicose veins…I most definitely have. The staff looked bewildered and clarified if I had real plump, juicy varicose veins (none of those wimpy spider veins she says) to which I vigorously nodded my head.

Two hours later, after grabbing a pair of serviceable leggings and compression bandages from the mall, I found myself face down on an examining table while my dear friend, Dr. D busied himself with injecting the veins at the back of my knees. He was happy as a kid in a candy store as my veins were truly as plump and as juicy as I had promised. He chirped with joy each time he injected sclerosing agent into one of my veins. Apparently, you could actually see the veins disappear as the substance that forces the vein to close is injected. Within minutes, Dr. D had injected 5 or 6 of my biggest varicose veins and soon had my leg bundled up in compression bandages. I made it through the session somewhat unscathed and so I am able to tell the story as a sclerotherapy demo patient. Continue reading »

Men are really hard to find gifts for. I usually end up getting a shirt, a toy or a gadget for the men in my life-read as my dad and my husband. Amidst the rising panic of having to conjure up two good gift ideas for my husband’s birthday and Christmas gifts, the two are just a month apart, I finally gave in to getting him a My Pilipinas shirt from Collezione C2.  Part of the deal was that we would get his and hers complimentary shirts…thus started my impossible quest to find me a My Pilipinas shirt.

Judging from the difficulty I had finding a shirt in my size and in a decent color combination that compliments the guwapo shirt we found for my husband, I would guess that all the petite ladies in Manila got a My Pilipinas shirt for Christmas. I was at a C2 branch practically every other day for three straight weeks (it just so happens that my place of work and the malls near our home all have C2 branches) to no avail. I was faced with the choice of getting a shirt in a really far out color combination (can you imagine fuchsia pink and a really bright shade of green) or getting a shirt in the wrong size. The sales personnel tried to help but they really couldn’t say if and when they would get a shirt that could fit my specifications (C2 really has to have a way to allow customers to order/track down in other branches sizes for the color combinations they have on the racks). The only suggestion they offered was that I drive through holiday-season traffic to get myself to their Rockwell branch and have a shirt custom made…I was not that desperate just yet. Continue reading »

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