Tourism in the Philippines: Subic Bay, Philippines
Here’s my blog about my beloved Subic Bay, one of the most popular tourist spots in the Philippines.

I attended my first DirectWithHotels (DWH) company townhall meeting yesterday. I was one of the 10 or so new zimmies introduced that day. Well, I really didn’t need any introduction for most of my fellow zimmies, considering that I am the reigning “Miss DWH” title holder. This was from a mock pageant held during our last company outing at Caylabne Resort a few weeks back, where males were the participants instead of females. Ha! What a humiliating, yet interesting, experience.

A lot of things were presented to the group. Questions as to where the company is heading, what business strategy will be used, and how it is doing performance-wise were answered.

Management also saw the need to educate people on the specific job functions of each DWH business and service unit as well as highlight a specific zimmie.

All in all, I got to know more interesting facts about DWH and my colleagues. I knew that I made the right career-path decision.

I spent the entire All Saint’s Day at home. I don’t usually go cemetery-hopping to honor and pray for the dead, since I don’t have a relative’s grave nearby to go to in the first place!

My dad, a fighter pilot, was presumed to have died at sea in the vicinity of the Palawan Islands. This was were his plane was assumed to have crashed on March 16th of 1983. After a few years of searching, the government wasn’t really able to pinpoint where his plane went. And so his “Missing-in-Action” status was finally changed to “Presumed Dead” five years after that fateful day.

We would have loved to have given him a proper burial. And I understand and empathize with people who cry barrels-full of tears at funerals, especially coming from the departed’s next of kin. Well, at least they get to see their dad finally rested. And I guess this is why, for so many years, I hated going to cemeteries and “envied” people who partake of the yearly tradition.

It’s a good thing Conne and CJ were able to keep me company at home. I had them all to myself. Oh well, I can always try the graveyard rounds next year. This year is for praying at home.