
Four days after we arrived from Beijing, I flew home to the Philippines and stayed 10 days to check on the project that my husband and I have been working on, and to interview my former professors, who are respected writers in my country, for a paper I’m writing.

I stayed two nights in Manila so I could interview one of my former professors who now lives in Antipolo, about an hour bus ride to and from the hotel I was staying in.
Then I flew home and got to interview 3 more of my former professors.
Apart from the interviews, I also got to catch up with some friends and relatives, and spend time with my sisters and nephews, which I truly enjoyed. But the thing I was happy about most was having a good sleep 8 nights in a row without taking melatonin!
Due to flight schedules, I flew to Manila one day before my flight to Xiamen and was finally able to visit Mall of Asia for the very first time. I’ve visited Manila many, many times but for some reasons I’d never gone to the mall that would be on top of most Filipinos’ list of places to see when in Manila.



Since I traveled alone, I couldn’t help thinking about my son, so I was also anxious to go home.
Home. Right. Xiamen is home because that’s where my husband and my son are.

Though I was happy to spend time in the Philippines again, I’m also happy to be back in China. For now, China is home.




































































































































































































