𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈: i woke up in colombia

i woke up in Colombia

Date: October, 10, 2020 7:04 a.m.

   

i kinda wanna manifest this that's why i'm putting it in my blog pero here it goes...

i knew i was asleep. i knew i was sleeping. and then all of a sudden i woke up in the waters. like in the ocean. i'm a bit scared of swimming in deep waters pero i was floating so i was alright. the next thing i knew i was holding my bags like a traveler and i was in a really colorful neighborhood in front of somebody's house. they were a family of girls and one guy who happens to be the youngest sibling. i guess there was no dad in the picture pero i didn't really focus on the details. all i knew was i was in the wrong place and that my family might be looking for me in the philippines. 

they weren't too shocked why i was there. they were actually hospitable and let me in to ask me what happened. they were already treating me like family which made me a little comfortable. they all spoke español and i understood a bit of what they were saying cause i was taking spanish classes. i told them im filipino and that i woke up here and i didn't know how i ended up in colombia. then, they spoke english which made it easier for me to communicate with them. and then somehow, they took me to church...

the church looked big. kinda like san felipe (the parish church of my city)and the mass was in español. i couldn't understand what they were preaching but i still participated because i'm catholic. after that, we left the church and encountered a huge colombian flag outside which made me realize that i am, in fact, in colombia. 

after that, we were already discussing about how i could go back home. all of a sudden, the whole family and i checked in into a local hotel. i didn't know why we did that but maybe it was because they were already planning to send me home. the whole dream is kind of a blur now but these are the details i'm remembering. we had separate beds in the hotel room and we were waiting there. i was just looking at my things and i was wondering how i got packed bags with me...and just when it couldn't get any weirder, my late grandfather showed up. 

i wasn't surprised he was there, i was actually really happy to see him. i was also happy to be in colombia with my grandfather, i was just worried about my family worrying where i was going. and then at the end, we rented a van to go back to manila. it was crazy because i was expecting to be riding a plane but we ended in an rv instead. the youngest sibling in the colombian family offered to push the old rv for it to start. the van had a driver and all and i was shocked to see my whole family inside the rv. my grandfather and i sat on the front seat and before i even i knew it, i was back in manila. i didn't have the chance to say goodbye to the colombian family and i didn't have the chance to thank them but i was kinda glad and kinda upset that i was back home. 

and then...i woke up. it was weird for me but i kinda wanted it to be real...especially the fact that i was with my grandfather.