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Papa, can you hear me?
... by an 'enforcer' for smoking as I crossed a main road which was full of jeepneys belching black diesel fumes. Enjoying a happy hour beer, a security guard stood next to me. His gun brushed my elbow. I was a little bit shocked, then even more so when he began to hum, 'I wanna see the sunshine after the rain....'
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Food and flattery
While I waited for an email or text message to confirm hopefully the last money transfer I'll need (I'll be making the most of my working visa in Australia, and setting up a bank account - I've been working on a cash only basis to date) there was little for me to do today expect wait, and so lunch, Filipino style. I met two sisters of a work friend of mine, and we dined on a feast of Filipino dishes in a restaurant called Max's. Food is clearly important ...
What is luck?
... Our concept of luck automatically implies shiny, little gadgets, which spice up our ordinary lifes. If it's the pretentious sports car, the promising career, the hot girlfriend, the oceanview villa or the 5th cosmetic surgery simply depends on the consumer. But the outcome is always the same, we feel lucky or blessed, even if it's only for a couple of minutes, because we purchase something. So, are we lucky just because we are ...
Manila: Part II
After hanging out at the guesthouse making calls to home, I ditched some things in a locker and headed to the airport. Arrived at the airport an hour before my flight to find two long lines outside the airport, explained my situation to the guard and managed to jump the line! Flight was brief, closed my eyes and was immediately woken by the attendant for landing in ...
Jeepney Riding and Wall Walkin'
... so I am the money man. Most locals are Leary of me handling their money, but Thy see I know what I'm doing and that I'm alright! The driver informs me of my stop, the LRT, and I hop off. I wonder around and find som stairs up to the skytrain;, where I'm greeted by a guard who checks my bag for illegal stuff. A ticket to my destination of UN Ave costs me 15 peso.
To say people weren't sure what to think of a white guy riding their train is an understatement. I ...



