After a long day of traveling yesterday, we finally got to the Philippines. We were welcomed by a team of Rotarians, who were all too kind. A little jet lagged and not sure what to expect while going through customs, the Filipina Rotary met us and guided us through. It turned out that one of the Rotarians from is a retired pilot for the Filipina Air force and expedited us pass customs. It’s nice to feel important every once in awhile.
We stopped for a few pictures before heading off to our hostel for the night. The trip to our hostel took about 15-20 minutes through what seemed to be a poverty stricken portion of the Philippines. While looking out the window, I noticed that the streets were really crowded with a younger crowd. When I say young, I mean, pre-teen to people in there 30s. As we drove, I noticed a group of children sleeping on a street corner. I asked our escort why there were so many people hanging out at 1:30 in the morning on a Sunday. He just replied, this city never sleeps.
We got to our hostel, and again were welcomed with open arms. The hotel manager, Lorraine, gave us shell necklaces and showed us to a dinning room were there was pasta and meat sauce waiting for us. I wasn’t that hungry so I had a courtesy meal as we sat at had a brief chat before heading off to bed.
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