The time has come…

The agony of waiting has finally come to an end.  Today is the last day of my life in mina at the moment as I am leaving the boondocks of Camissombo and fly back to Luanda for 2 days and finally embark on a 20 hour flight back to the Philippines, that is only the air travel time and does not include the waiting time at the airport.  A month long vacation but truthfully I just needed this break as I am already feeling bored and weary in the mining camp and of course as I have a mission to do back home.  Hopefully things will run swimmingly well as I have envisioned it to be.

Quite frankly despite the hardships, sacrifices and the never-ending demand and command of our superiors, for us, overseas Filipino workers, the time to go back home for a break is the best period of time in our work-life abroad. These surly feelings will be put to an end temporarily.  Not lasting though but this is better off than nothing.  Even though you have been working abroad for so many years, nothing beats the feeling of going home.  Your excitement always lingers everytime this “going back home” time comes, the sense of exhilaration outrides from the point you reach the “sala de embarque” (embarkation room) at the airport of origin up to Ninoy Aquino International Airport (NAIA) terminal and up until you reach your destination. 

The sad truth though is that after a month’s of delectation, you have to go back to reality, it will be “back to the salt mines” again.  It is a chronic cycle that gives you the notion that life indeed has ups and downs.

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