Kids, I’m gonna tell you an incredible story – the story of how I met your father…

Yes. Ten years ago, before I was your Mama, I had this whole other life.

It was way back in 2011. I arrived at Boracay airport very early in the morning to catch a flight out to attend a friend’s wedding in Davao. My plan was good, but the typhoon screwed it all up.

Or not. Wait for it…

So, I came in the very tiny Caticlan airport and I saw this tall white angry guy at the counter.

Angry guy: “I need to get a flight out of Manila today! Do you understand me?!”

Lady attendant: “Yes, sir. But all flights are cancelled, sir.”

(Or something like this!)

And that’s when I knew I was stuck in the airport. So I took a seat and waited for a bit while updating my friends of my situation.

And then…

Angry guy: “Is the weather in the Philippines always like this?”

(The pick up line)

I do not really remember my answer to that but the rest of the story, I do. And that is for another time…

And that, kids, is how I met your father.