I was confident that my grandfather had already arranged our itinerary and lodging when we went to Iloilo. We only had 2 goals, to meet my lola-sa-tuhod (my grandfather’s aunt) who was turning 94 years old on 11-11-11 and to attend the reunion of the Sicad-Bagaforo Clan on the same date.
A text then came from one of my lola when we were in NAIA 3 bound for Iloilo. It said that I should text my Tito Jomar and my Tita Jolly. Surprisingly, they were on the same flight as we were and another surprise was that our seats were actually just near each other.
It was a good thing that we met them at the airport because we were planning to go straight to Concepcion, Iloilo but they told us that