Growing up...

I think I finally grew up last month...not because it was my 24th birthday. haha I was sent to China for training ALONE. It was my first time ever traveling without a companion. I was scared when I found out I'd be alone to say the least. And considering that it would be my first time to go to Shenzhen, I was even more apprehensive. The flight booked for me was from Manila to Hongkong, so I had to take care of the Hongkong-Shenzhen transportation by myself. (I took the 7-seater van of the Eternal East Bus Lines at the Hong Kong Airport for RMB180. Took the same van back to Hong Kong.) The whole trip was very smooth. Didn't have any problem at immigration or customs. My dad and mom drove me to the airport for my flight and my mom accompanied me up to the place where the line for the security checks start. I was so used to having someone to talk to while going through the security process, check-in, immigration and wait, and I was scared when I turned my head and my mom was like 1 meter behind me. I then realized, "Oh my God! I'm travelling on my own. What will I do?" I kept on texting my mom while I was in China, when I woke up, when I arrived at the office and when I got home and before I went to bed. It's ironic how much I want to live on my own and be independent and when given the opportunity to be independent for a few weeks, I felt homesick...as in, really homesick. Indeed, there's no place like home.