Last week’s conference organized by the Southeast Asian Press Alliance (Seapa) in cooperation with the Philippine Center for Investigative Journalism (PCIJ) with the support of the Berkman Center Center for Internet and Society offered me a chance to meet bloggers and journalists from all over Asia.
Time flew so fast for the conference–an indication that I found it very interesting–that I found myself back at the airport in what appeared to be merely a day after stepping out of it.
I met Portnoy, a blogger from Taiwan, who asked for advice in choosing which Lucky Me instant cup noodle to bring back to his girlfriend. I picked my favorites: La Paz Batchoy and Palabok. He couldn’t have found a more knowledgeable conference delegate as instant noodles and sandwiches are common blogging and writing food for me–these are efficient to eat and the simplest to prepare especially if you’�re chasing a tight deadline.
I nearly stumbled when I saw her, then I gawked, stopping mid-stride. Had somebody been walking behind me, I would have been bumped. She looked just as she had the last time I held her in my hands, 10 years back. Only this time, she was a biggie, a sight that would almost certainly get me a warning from my wife.
It was a two-year college romance-cheap, obsessive, and unhealthy. She was there when I crammed for exams and reports. She was there when my frat brods and I planned for activities. She was there a few days before I left Manila for good to transfer to Cebu.