Let me first start off by saying I am in no way an ‘experienced’ traveler. Being born and raised in Toronto, Canada, I had no idea what to expect from this trip. I knew a couple of past volunteers that shared their experiences prior to leaving, but nothing could have prepared me for what was in store.
I didn’t quite know what to expect jumping out of the jeepney at Bliss for the first time. Walking down the concrete alley, passing through the arch, I was immediately greeted with smiles and introductions. There was so much to take in the first five minutes, I took comfort knowing I had three weeks to soak it all up and see what the Philippines and the medical mission had in store. It turned out three weeks was no where near long enough for me to ‘soak’ it all up.
