I visited some family over in Virginia 2 weeks ago for my cousin's graduation. My mom, grandpa, and I visited family over in the Virginia Beach and Williamsburg area. The plane ride there was quite the experience since my Mom had not been on a plane since we lived in Oahu, Hawaii (about 10 years ago). She would mutter filipino curse words when there was turbulence, when we were delayed and had a longer layover, and when she had to use the plane restroom since she's claustrophobic. I "oohed" and "ahhed" over the trees that seemed to line everything on the streets and freeways. The high humidity left me feeling like I was stuck in a bathroom while someone took a steamy shower. No matter where I went, there was the over-abundance of 7-11's on every corner. The first part of my trip consisted of family BBQ's, Ryan's graduation, eating at Cracker Barrel and clogging up my arteries, and typical Filipino things (that also clog up your arteries) of eating, eating, eating, planning what you're going to eat next, gossiping, and then eating. Scary? Yes. Also...every meal was eaten in-front of the lovely Last Supper Portrait. Scary. Here's part 1:
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