Personal Narrative: A Trip To Naga City

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Clothes packed! Medicine sealed! Outfit done! Tickets ready! Yes! It reminded me during our trip to Bicol, Philippines last September 23-26, 2016 for the 26th Council of Management, Educators, and Practitioners in the Philippines (COMEPP) National Conference at Avenue Plaza Hotel, Naga City. It was a two-day conference with two days side trip. How prepared and excited we were indeed. Together with Kassandra Gange and our gorgeous adviser, Mrs. Leonarlyn Vargas, we left Iloilo on the 22nd at 7:30 am departure time. As we boarded the plane, I closed my eyes and imagined all the possible things on Naga City. I began to thrill. I was so much titillated. I imagined the dumbfounding place with quite amazing spots. I almost imagined all the wonderful …show more content…

We were very drained and I even came to the point where I told myself that I will never ever go back to Bicol again unless I will ride a plane from Manila to Naga City. I don’ t care if it’s free or what but swear, not the bus again. I just cannot visualize myself riding on a bus with a super long tiresome hours of travel. We were totally stressed all over after we found a convenient place, The Naga Manor Hotel to abide in while we are there. It was almost 10:30 pm when we had our decent meal for the day at Bigg’s Diner which is one of their best food chains and slept pass 12 in the midnight. We were completely tired but thanks to God for having a very nice room with a soothing bed and of course a cheetah-like wifi. So, we obviously slept tight the rest of the night. A beautiful sunshine that ran through a window curtain woke us up on the next day. Mrs. Vargas was beautifully stretching out when she realized that it was our first day of Conference. So, we hurried to fix all things out and greatly had our free breakfast at the …show more content…

It was really God’s blessing because the conference ended up early and we really did have a great time to go at the National Shrine of Our Lady of Peñafrancia. As we entered the church, there were small voices re-echoed in my head: "Ate candila po. Tatlo sampu. Sige na ate bili na po kayo pambaon lang po sa eskwelahan." That was almost touching but we already bought some candles and we were just rushing out our time. So, we simply lighted our candles there and later then touched Our Lady of Peñafrancia’s image, kneeled down, said our prayers including those small voices on it, and immediately proceeded at their souvenir shop. After we went to the National Shrine of our Lady of Peñafrancia we still managed to shop around their People’s Mall which is the Downtown-like here in Iloilo. There, we were able to buy an additional "Pasalubong". But one thing I really giggled about while we were buying was that, "Ate wala na ba ‘tong tawad? Patawad naman." In every single item we asked for it. It sounded so scrimpy but as business related persons, it should

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