It was lunch time when we left Kuwait with a lot of stuff in our trunk and a bag of snacks and food to munch on the road for 8 hours. And it was late afternoon when we reached the boarders. I was so nervous and anxious when I found out that females have to get out of the car and go to a private room for inspection and passport stamping.If only I could hide inside the trunk or behind my hubby like a child I would. It seemed that unfortunate events started when I entered the gates of KSA.

1. It was too windy so my eyes got too watery (I know it's a shallow reason). 
2. Because I had watery eyes, the woman stamping the passport was looking at me with suspicions. 
3. I had a hard time communicating with her because she can't speak English. Good thing there was a woman behind me who translated it for me. 
4. I got lost! When I went outside I can't find my hubby's car so I roamed around crying and people kept looking at me as if i'm a crazy person. So in the end I just sat beside the building and cried. I got lost for maybe 30 minutes until the hubby found me. Just by remembering gives me goosebumps and makes me cry. 
5. I cried for another hour because of that incident. 

After fours of travel from the boarders, we finally reached my in-law's home and after some hugs and chitchats we called it a night. The next morning my husband drove me around the little town; there for the very first time I saw camels walking on the roadside, a fence made of clay that looked like the one you see in fairytales and the shops that closes every time the prayer starts. It was the same day that my father-in-law proudly gave me a bowl of greens which he picked from his vegetable garden. We only stayed in KSA for two days before we fly back to the Philippines but I have experienced how people live in a farm in middle east. I didn't know you could grow herbs and vegetables with the kind of soil that they have!

This time last year I was in the city where as if it just came out of a magazine. A year have passed and that long this post has been sitting in my drafts. Countless times I tried to write about Singapore, but I always come up with none. So here I am again, trying my luck to put it all into words.

Believe it or not, I was giddy and excited to explore this city. But from the moment we arrived, things weren't working for us. Singapore wasn't very welcoming. We had hotel mishaps which made us pay for higher rate, we also got a taste of rudeness from the locals quite a lot during our stay there, we were surprised by what we saw on the train, and there were instances that I was so frustrated that made me shut. On another note, SG is quite expensive, I have known that $1 is equivalent to Php 30+ but it never occurred to me that food and almost everything is "that" expensive. Albeit, that was entirely my fault because as they always say ignorance is a crime.

To tell you honestly, it's not all bad. Despite the mishaps, Ali and I had fun exploring the city on our own. Everything is beautiful, like I said earlier, it's as if it came out of the magazine, everything is picture perfect. We've met other travelers too and had our just for laughs moments.

There was this one instance that Ali and I were completely moved... On our way to purchase train tickets to KL, we got lost and this old Singaporean man with a staff whom we asked was too kind to help us on which bus and train to ride on, he even accompanied us up to the ticket booth. It was one of the nicest things a stranger has done for me. :)