Sunday morning 29 January, the phones are chirping and buzzing by the minute. Our Daughter’s flight touches down on Clark Freeport at 20:00 hours or 8 PM other people’s time. “What time do you want to leave Daddy my daughter Hanna asked?” I replyed; “Darling at 17:00 hours my time (5 PM), and if you and Chris are not there I’ll be on the road in my car to the Clarkton Hotel to enjoy a great meal.” “Oh Daddy, we’ll be there on time!” she exclaimed. I’ve been through this before and know that being on time will never happen. But I will be sitting down to eat with or without you at 18:00 hours (6 PM).
I know this may sound harsh on my part, but if I don’t stick to my guns we’ll be pulling up to the airport as my Daughter touches down and everyone will be complaining that they are hungry. Then I end up at some no star eatery at 22:00 hours (10 PM) with my jaw ratcheted tight because I missed a great meal at the Clarkton Hotel. How did my plan play out?
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Great meal served on time at the Clarkton Hotel, arrived at the airport the flight was on time, my Ymir Thea and the guy with her were greeted and all was loaded into Chris’ van and my long lost daughter looks at me and said; “I’m hungry Daddy!” Why did I not see that coming? Do they not feed on the airplanes anymore? So off we go to Gerry’s Grill at the SM Mall at Clark Duty Free Zone. I’m replete from the meal I had less than two hours ago, but not so my traveling companions. So there I was at a no star food joint past 22:00 hours and my nightmare had come to pass.
Because she is my daughter, and my love for her is without bounds I had made a promise to myself that I would be the best father-in-law I could be to Yhen’s new husband. So without the aid of beer or even a cocktail, I set out on my quest to get to know the guy. I found that he was quite funny, which is always a plus for me and by the time we reached our house at Oh Dark Thirty (Very late at night) we were warming up to each other.
The next morning I discover him in front of the house playing with Moto-San, Bonito and Coco the Flying Labrador. The thought came to mind; “He likes dogs, how bad could the man be?” On the morning Coco walk, Mayang and Cecil and his bride wanted to go. (Did you notice I’ve now used his name?) Coco loved him and they played as we were walking. If Coco likes him, how wrong I must be about him.
Later that morning the kids said they had to go to town to visit our other daughter Hanna and then see an OBGYN to take over from the one in Singapore. They were going to ride a Jeepney, until I tossed the keys to the New Old Honda and shocked myself by saying; “Use it anytime!” That was me? What the hell is going on, I’m starting to like the guy that impregnated my Daughter? I guess that’s what was happening.
The next day they came to me to ask permission to buy an Air/Con for their room, I found out they were asking because of the electric bill. That small gesture pleased me and I said that I would pay half of the machine and for them not to worry about the power bill. I was going to pay the full cost of the Air/Con but I could see there was a pride thing involved, with Cecil and I let it workout with the 50/50 split.
Yhen and Cecil are coming to lunch with us to Texas Joe’s Friday, and so far the first week with my new Son-in-law has gone off famously. It’s funny that when you back off your high horse, what good things you can find around you. So as Bogart said to Claude Rains in Casablanca; “I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”