She flew in from Singapore and I flew in from Shanghai, China both of us meeting each other at the Hong Kong airport for the happiest/saddest weekend of our relationship. We we’re both really excited to see each other after having not been together for months. Our first weekend in Hong Kong would be one to remember for the rest of our lives. I waited for Camille and when she got into the arrival area we went to the bus stop to get a ride to my friend Melissa’s apartment for the first night.
A month prior to actually arriving I had already started planning this trip and came to Hong Kong to buy a ring and reserved a room at the W Hotel and had a meeting with the Concierge on how I wanted the proposal to be set-up. I told Camille I would be in the mountains with a friend and wouldn’t have any reception. It sucks keeping a secret from the person you loved most in the world especially when you’re as excited as I was during that moment. I called Camille’s parents and family to inform them of how much I loved her. I missed all the pamamanhikan part with my family but had presented my intentions with her family the last time I went to visit her family during her family fiesta. Camille is the youngest in her family and culturally the youngest should be married last but knowing how much I love her I knew that in my heart I wanted to be with her now and forever.So we’re in Hong Kong with my friend Melissa, her boyfriend and aunt. They meet Camille and tried to hide their own excitement knowing that I would be popping the big question the next night. The next day I told Camille we could look for a hostel downtown and just run around and shop. A couple weeks prior to going to Hong Kong Camille was telling me about how her friend told her to go to the W Hotel. The interior design was suppose to be great and Camille being an interior designer was excited to see what they had in going on. I was so excited and thought that I made the right choice in terms of hotel because I booked prior to her mentioning about it (it was meant to be). When we got in the cab I told the taxi driver to take us to the W Hotel and said we could just pop in to see the lobby area. Of course when we got there I went to the front desk asking Camille to sit still while I go see if they would let us see the roof top. I talked to the concierge and was able to make sure everything was good to go that night including the special playlist I prepared and we ended up getting a free upgrade.After telling her we had a room for the night she was a bit surprised. We checked-in and absolutely loved the hotel swag the W was carrying. It’s a very hip place and the interiors were gorgeous. The weather outside was pretty cloudy but we wanted to go and see a few things in Hong Kong. We ended up taking theNgong Ping Cable Car to check outTian Tan Buddha but the views were a bit covered because of the fog. We tried going toSky100 which provides a 360 degree view of the city but again we saw nothing but fog. After a day of seeing fog we decided to go back towards the hotel to rest a bit before dinner.Walking in between some towers on our way back we ran into a Filipino working at a Mexican restaurant who was saying hi to me. I had actually seen the guy the month before when my friend Melissa and I went for a drink to celebrate getting the ring for Camille. Of course being the chatterbox that I am I told this “kuya” that I was in Hong Kong to buy a ring for my wife-to-be. So when I saw him a second time (this time with Camille) I was sure he would say something. I signaled to him randomly and introduced him as my cousin from Bicol before he could say anything. I made up some story about how his dad and my dad were related somehow. Camille was a bit surprised and maybe even a bit suspicious.Throughout the weekend I gave her small presents and letters to make her feel happy. The group of letters was called the “Postcard Series”. Camille loves hand written letters and I wanted her to feel reassured about our long distance relationship. I told her that night that there would be one more surprise after dinner if it wasn’t too late.
Dinner came. We ordered crab and near the end of the dinner I received a phone call from the concierge. The proposal couldn’t be at the rooftop of the building because of the weather. I said, “Ok”. They would be moving everything to the room if that was ok with me another response, “Ok.” We can’t go to the room for a bit. Oh shit, but another “Ok”. The lady on the other end of the line kept saying all these things. I couldn’t say much to them other than ok because Camille was right in front of me. I told Camille that her next gift would have to wait until the next morning. She was pretty bummed. She felt bad because I had this gift set up and she thought she took a while shopping and took too much time getting ready (she didn’t). So I tried stalling and slowly, very slowly asked for the bill.We left the restaurant and she was still looking forward to my next gift. She felt bad. I tried to cheer her up and was so paranoid about what we were going to walk into. I had no idea. We got out of the elevator, took some pictures and then walked towards our hotel room. When we turned the corner into the hallway we saw two people that seemed to be leaving our room, giggling. Camille asked what that was about and I told her with my quick thinking that it was probably just housekeeping. 😉We entered our room and Norah Jones’ Come Away With Me was playing in the background. On the floor, along the walls were red rose petals and candles. The bed was decorated with even more rose petals in the shape of a huge heart. There was a bottle of champagne and a bag of chocolates next to it. She walked around the room, shocked.
The next song that came on was a cover of The Beatles from the movie Across the Universe. I took her in my arms and we slow danced to a slow version of I Wanna Hold Your Hand (our first ever song and a super romantic story on a rooftop with a sunset and fireworks- ask if you wanna hear about this one). Still overwhelmed repeatedly saying,”Oh my gosh,” I asked if she was ready for desert. She said she was and sat at the edge of the bed. I knelt right in front of her with the bag of chocolates, took out a box, and Train’s Marry Me starts to play. Before any of the song is being sung I ask her to marry me. Waiting an eternity for her to answer the a simple question. (Forever can never be long enough for me, to feel like I’ve had long enough with you…..-Train)She said yes, we cried, we danced, we got engaged, and we left each other the next day on separate flights to separate countries……