My first trip to the Philippines

I decided to go see Ana and her family on June of 1998. It was exactly on June the 29th, 1998 that I step off the airplane to meet Ana and her family at the Dumaguete city airport. My first impression of the weather was like as if I was blasted in the face with a heat furnace. It was so hot and unbearably humid. However, once we arrived at the hotel, it felt good because the AC was proving me with all the cool air I needed. Anyway, Ana and her family I thought were so wonderful, they treated me very well. I almost felt like a King because everyone was treating me like one, really. People would flock to see the American guy, that is what I observed when I was there. It felt strange to me, as it was new to me. So, I imagine, everyone that goes there feels the same.