Sunday, May 27, 2012

18 philippines

The last day. Awwwwwwww, it always goes way to fast especially when you are enjoying yourself and being treated royally.

Today Sunday we attended the 7 am church service, yes I woke up early again. I went back to nap while Ruth ran around doing errands.

For lunch Edgar and Thata invited us over for lunch. Filipino lunches and suppers always look like feasts to me, at least the ones I am invited to. American households just don't go through all the preparations like in the Philippines. Even during holidays America is turning into ordering precooked foods. Here everything is prepared from scratch. One reason I have yet to see a micro wave and there are very few fridges. I would give up those to conveniences for the meals I am eating over here.

After lunch we went to her sisters so I could say goodby to everyone. Then it was off to the airport.

It ended way to quick.
Maybe another post or two to tie things up.
Be back soon.
Gotta GoGo!!

17 Philippines

Saturday was some day. Ruth and I met Edgar and we went all over Zambo. We took a Jeepney ride that had such a friendly conductor. I had my vid cam on and he was smiling away and just enjoying acting like a celebrity for the silly American.

Our first stop was Family Fried Chicken. Huge open air restaurant with a roof that looked like bamboo. Again we ordered to much food. The food is so cheap when you compare it to the US dollar that I get carried away and want to order one of everything plus most meals here are for more than one, usually 2 to 4.

Then to the barter trade in Canelar a fairly large market place for clothes and household essentials. Ruth was hesitant to take me here because it is run by Muslims. It was so fascinating all the clothes, blankets and what nots. Everything was so colorful. When we walked in a group of boys maybe 5 to 7 years old saw me and shouted hey whats your name. They started following us so I kept turning around to make faces at them. I told them my name after they kept asking. When we were done shopping I told them follow me. I bought the five boys orange pop. It just made their day.

From there we stopped in on Ruth's cousin Dentist Loida. I snapped photos of the small dentist office while someone was in the chair. Silly laughs and just having fun. Loida told me next time she will take care of my wisdom teeth for free.  Ho
ws that!
Then it was on to St. Ignatius of Loyola Church in downtown Zambo. A huge church. another must see site. Instead of writing more look at the link to see a few photos of it.

And then believe it or not we went to McDonald,s and it was my suggestion. I needed coffee and I missed french fry's. Maybe it was my imagination from not eating fry's in sometime but the fry's I had seemed to be 10 times better than in the US. The store in Zambo was mobbed with people so maybe they had to constantly make fresh fry's, what ever the reason was they were so good and not greasy.

We sat by the window and and a little boy kept knocking on the window begging for food which is quite normal here. He kept pressing his face against the glass so I turned on my vid cam and turned the screen around so he could see himself. He amused himself so much and then a few other kids got in the act when he waved them over to look. We left Mc' and I was followed by them and a wman with a small baby all the way across the street until they gave up.

From there we went to Mindpro Citi Mall. At all stores and malls there are security guards. When the lady guard at the Mindpro Mall saw me she waved me right through and said tantalizing eyes. Edgar that was the funniest thing and kept repeating it.

From the mall to another barter trade near the heart of the city but much smaller. Again I was like a celebrity. Here buy this buy that let me show you this. What country are you from, America we have coffee and a drink good for male stamina. Ended the night with an Alavar' dinner served in my room.

Yuck, tomorrow I leave and the LONG dreaded flight home. Flight leaves Zambo at 6:45 Sunday and I won't be home until 3 pm Monday and remember I gain 12 hours. That's about 33 hours or so of airports and flying.

Gotta GoGo!!

Saturday, May 26, 2012

16 philippines

Friday my taste for back home hit so I suggested pizza. Ruth took me to one of her fav pizza places, Speedy Pizza. Let me tell you folks it ain't like our pizza. Simple toppings like pepperoni or sausage don't exist at least not at this place, And you can't order one or two toppings all of the pizzas have multiple toppings and you pick the pizza you want. The cheese is either special or ordinary. I had a hard time understanding until I made the connection special just means more cheese.
I asked the lady on my half just put mushroom, hamburger and peppers and Ruth's side she had all that plus raisins and onions on top of that she put ketchup. I ate my half cause I was hungry. Ruth asked what I thought, well its OK but you can't really call it pizza. The sauce appeared to be pink. And the next day our left overs the smell was awful, it almost made me nauseous, not sure what kind of cheese and sauce it was, it didn't age well.
I did some packing and then for supper we went back to Alivar's. I ordered baked tanguingue in garlic and butter plus pork liempo, Ruth caldo de pescao tanguingue, fish soup.
I was highly disappointed and so upset. When we walked in the mayor of Zambo was there. Ruth said something but my brain didn't make the connection. I have been talking about wanting to meet him and there he was. UGHHHHHHHHHHH!
That's all for Friday night.
Gotta GoGo!!

Friday, May 25, 2012

15 philippines

Wednesday we went to Ruth's sister Ester's to say goodby. She was taking off to Cebu.
Standing outside of the church waiting for a trike to take us a lady approached with a pail of LARGE shrimp, maybe more like prawns. Ruth and the lady negotiated a price. The lady pulled out a small scale from her bag, weighs the amount Ruth wanted, placed the shrimp in a bag and away she went walking down the street to find another customer.

I asked where she got the shrimp Ruth said probably pond raised. Just like that, no fuss and so fresh. I just can't imagine things like this in America, buying dope on a corner yes but fresh seafood, fruit, and whatever else nahhhhh.

Ruth pan fried the shrimp with salt, she let it boil until tje water from the fish dries then put some vinegar then when that dries put some oil and finally minced garlic. Wala!!

After her sisters I got myself settled into the next place, Alavar's bed and breakfast that is next door to Alavar's Seafood restaurant.

The rooms are so clean but you best like cold water showers as it doesn't have hot water.

The breakfast was another slight disappointment. The first morning rice – one egg and one hot dog. I hate hot dogs!! Second morning rice – one egg and two small sardines. I hate sardines.
The place is quiet and clean finally some much needed sleep.

Thursday  Ruth took me to Amigos Amigas.  I found another food I didn't like its called batchoy.  It had pork chicharon, garlic and noodles and on top a raw egg that when you mix it it is suppose to cook.  I thought it tasted slimy with the egg.

That's all
Gotta GoGo!!

Thursday, May 24, 2012

14 Philippines

 Monday not to much happened. We packed up from the Astoria hotel and headed to Ruth's. After some confusion because we couldn't find a room for me we settled on the guest room at her church.

 It was perfect for me, well it did lack a toilet seat and a shower, but the room was quiet and had air.

Ruth later came with barbeque pork and rice. Wow was it tasty!

 I slept pretty good finally little to no noise of the traffic but still woke up at about 5 am from the roosters announcing ITS MORNING! And then the turkey got into the act, yes they have a turkey. You just can't escape the noise.
Tuesday quiet day. I had computer issues so we went across from the church grounds to have it checked. They got my wifi corrected. It cost me 150 pesos - 43 pesos to 1 US dollar.  Ruth picked out a nice place for dinner.  Palmaras.  Wonderful decor and food, terrific place for a date or night out.  We had the seafood platter and ordered calamari as an appetizer.  We didn't understand the guy and visa versa.  The seafood platter already had calamari on it so we had WAY TO MUCH calamari. 

13 B Philippines

After the Fort Pilar it was coffee time.  They thought I was kolokoy for wanting coffee in mid day sun, I said of you drink something hot it makes the outside seem cooler.  Ruth kept telling me there are no coffee shops, not many drink it here but I insisted we find coffee.

Before locating my java we bought some cold fruit drinks.  I ordered the pineapple.  Thata had her drink  grabbed right out of  her hand from a kid.  Ruth didn't want hers so when two boys were begging for it she gave it to them.  From what I understand drink grabbing or begging for what you have is common.

Success - coffee was found.  You won't believe where, Dunkin' Donuts at Paseo Del Mar a neat place to gather.  Bars, eateries, food stands, dancing fountain, festive atmosphere but bring a guard with you, Muslims and the kidnappers lurk waiting to snatch you away in their boats to other islands or so they say.  I didn't care and enjoyed myself.

I was fascinated by the coin divers.   The divers wait in boats, you throw a coin into the water and like a flash they dive in and grab the coin.  Some of the divers were little kids under 10 some as young as 3.  One boy was naked.  I just can't imagine this going on in the US.
 Edgar fooled them a few times by throwing coins real hard.  Twice the divers came up empty.  The divers taunt hey my friend what are you going to throw.

We waited for the dancing fountain to turn on and then headed back to the hotel in time for me to watch the homos gone wild in the hotel lobby but I wrote about that already.

Gotta GoGo!!

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

13 A Philippines

Sunday we attended the early 7 am church service at Ruth's church, Tetuan Alliance. 3 services on Sunday. 

After church Edgar took me on a tour while Ruth did her chores. First we went to St. Ignatius of Loyola Parish Church

A wonderful church/shrine, I recommend seeing it.

Then we headed to the National City high school. He showed me around the grounds.  School is out for the summer but a group of high school students were hanging out.  They saw me and hey American and smiles and asking we are hungry give us money for food.

Then we went to the school coliseum. Basketball is very popular here and a small monument commemorates the founding of it on the school grounds.

 Edgar knew someone at the gate who allowed us in to the coliseum.  Someone else, maybe the grounds keeper, saw us and asked if we wanted a ball.  And then I got nervous.  The guy who ran to get the basketball must of told a few people because out of nowhere a small crowd gathered to watch the American shoot.  The only problem was he forgot to tell them a white American.  After missing my first 4 shots the crowd disappeared.  I shattered the image of America's dream team.

Edgar and I played one on one.  I won but the heat almost knocked me out.  Enough of that, no game 2 cause of pending heat stroke.  The coliseum was neat.  Maybe 5,000, plain and simple with orange seats up front, I loved it, no frills, watch the game and enjoy.

Then we went to the Southway mall in the city and ate at Mang Inasal for barbeque and all you can eat rice.

After supper we headed to Fort Pilar museum.  Something else I recommend

thats all for this post

12 philippines

Friday quiet day, spent most of it shuffling papers. We went to Ruth's and Eunices and had passtil in hot sauce.   Later had a late night drink at Alavars. I had the green drink called Alavar juice not sure whats in it but boy is it good. Ruth had star apple shake. Another wow. After that back to Astoria.

Saturday we were invited to eat at Eunice’s.  I met her husband and had a nice supper.  He grilled fish, with seaweed agar agar with bubok,Tula itum (beef with black sauce from the shredded coconut fruit) it was Muslim cuisine.  Very good. 
 Jumping ahead to Sunday night
The last night at the Astoria got squirrelly. I thought America had issues with homos but I think its worse here. I have seen so many feminine looking......... not sure what. But the closer you look you can see they are he/shes.
Walking to Fort Pilar we passed a small city park. A group of young men were hooting and hollering as a guy dressed like a woman strutted his stuff.
At Paseo Del Mar in one of the boats of the coin divers was what I thought at first was a woman. It turned out to be another one of them. He had long hair and when he saw me filming he posed.
Then at Astoria I went to the lobby to use the laptop there was such a commotion. I couldn't figure out what was going on and who were the women from the men. People were running back and forth. One guy ran to the desk yelling he bite me. His hand had a small bite mark.
The following day Ruth asked what happened. It was a Gay beauty pageant and they didn't like the results.
Not sure whats worse to be at a place surrounded by Muslims or in a hotel lobby after a Gay beauty pageant. Thats all for now, gotta gogo!!

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

11 Philippines

Thursday we didn't have time to go out. Walt packed his things and we headed to Ruth's sisters house.
Walt, my new brother in law Joshua, my new nephews CJ and Bern and I played basketball. Basketball is serious business even if they play it wearing flip flops or thongs.

After b'ball Jun and Timothy my other new brother in laws took Walt and I to Yakan village. It is a sect of Muslims that still weave and make things like bags, shirts the old way and in traditional fabrics and designs. Everything was so cheap but well made. I wanted to buy the whole village.

When they spotted me taking photos of the village a lady came up and said OH an American can I take your photo? Sure. Another lady runs up  WAIT let me take one to. Before I knew it there was a small group gathering to take photos. I said hey this is my adapted family, I mean adopted family who knows maybe they have adapted to my jokes. I said on the count of three everyone says USA Yakatan. After all the photos with me it was Walt's turn, another American more smiles and photos.

For our lunch we went back to the house and they served goat, poor goat is was so cute before the slaughter glad I didn't make friends but it was tasty.

After the lunch it was time to take Walt to the airport. Words donn't do justice to how thankful I was that Walt came and stood up on my behalf. Everything was successful. He got to experience the Filipino way of life, we showed him around and was part of the blessing.

After the airport went back to Ruth's sister so they could have a family meeting. I played cards with my new nieces and nephews. Uno and a card game called 1 2 3 pass. We had so many laughs, it was silly fun.

9 Philippines

Tuesday Walt and I were warned don't go out of the hotel so we did. We couldn't find a place to eat that served somewhat normal breakfast food so we went back to the hotel to eat.

Constantly seeing new things. We saw a man and boy walking around with clear plastic bags and inside were fish, another had a large bucket full. They were trying to sell them. If I heard correctly there is no welfare so people do what they can to make money. Ruth scolded me for giving money to the beggars and used the old proverb about teaching a man to fish not giving him the fish. She only gives sometimes to the handicapped. Their government frowns on people who give money. I told Ruth if I lived here I may become one of the beggars because I would give all my money away to help the beggars.

At noon we went to the best seafood place in town Alavar's. But again this seafood is real seafood, not fish n chips or processed food. We ordered seafood bilao and Walt had shrimp with the best juice in the world , Alavar's juice and Zamboanga white.

Then we headed to her sister's house. Ruth's whole family except for Joshua’s wife and children. Introduced Walt and made final plans for the blessing. Jun showed us around Ebenezer, the church grounds and the beach. Little crabs everywhere. We didn't stay to long. We went back to the hotel and ate at Abalones again.

8 B Philippines

The butterfly garden is in Pasonanca park   I would tell you the name but we forgot it.

After that......

The public toilets are pay, they cost 5 peso to use and the attendant gives you a tax stamp as a receipt. Walt was worried about having to use the toilet or as it is called here CR, comfort room, and not having the proper coin so he always made sure he had a 5 peso coin or as he called it a toilet coin.

For diner we ate Mano Mano in Paseo Del Mar.  Walt's favorite.  Some of  the best barbeque you will ever eat. After dinner we stayed to watch the dancing fountain. Buddy our driver made sure to watch us.  The area is ripe for kidnappings and Muslims going wild.

Monday, May 21, 2012

8 philippines

Ruth was glad to leave Astoria with all the Muslims. She was so uneasy and said her heart beat fast how the Muslims just stared at me and Walt. I didn't care a bit in fact I took a few photos of them. If ever in that situation either smile and laugh or stare right into their eyes and show no fear, that's all I do, easy remedy.

In the distance we saw mountains, not a mountain range like the Alleghany's or Smokies just a few. Buddy said you want to see I'll take you. The name of the mountain is Bulang Bato, which means stone mountain and supposedly its made of all stone.

We got to see another way of life. Maybe the Philippines equivalent of hillbillies or mountain folk. Cows, some pigs, way more country way of life. Dogs sleeping in the middle of the road, kids sitting and playing. I felt so bad for this little kid of about maybe 4. He had a home made toy of a can attached to a string. As we approached we saw him throw the can and reel it in over and over, he was amusing himself. When we passed him our vehicle ran over the can. I turned to watch him just stare at his flattened toy, he seemed so sad.

Driving to the top are the 14 stations of the cross. The view was spectacular. You could see Zambo and the sea.


Saturday, May 19, 2012

7 philippines

OK where was I, oh yeah walking around with Walt.

We got back and awaiting us at the desk was a package from Thata. A small box of kutsinta and a small bag of rice cake. Kucinta is flour, brown sugar molded into round patties of jello like consistency with grated cheese on top. Rice cakes are actually like a bun. I was upset about the rice cakes. I never got to eat all of them. I ate a few and left the bag open. During the night I ate one and in the morning I opened the bag and they were covered with bugs. YUCK! If you don't like bugs or roaches maybe this is not the place for you. Even where we ate lunch, Jolice, I noticed them.

Ruth came by at 3 to pick us. She rented a car from Maxwell with a driver to take us around. His name was Buddy Yugto a former police and owner of the rental car. It cost us 1,500 pesos for 4 hours. I highly recommend hiring him. Great personality, he will take you on a nice tour of places to see or take you where you want to go plus you will be safe with him. He watched over me and Walt like a hawk.

The first place we went to was Pavilion Astoria Regency to pay the balance due for the Blessing ceremony on Wednesday. We arrived and the place was crawling and surrounded by armed guards with machine guns. The reason was a Muslim wedding of 2,000. I asked our driver why the guards but he wouldn't say much other than maybe there to do their dirty work and they need to be watched. He was hesitant to even say what he did.

Friday, May 18, 2012

6 philippines

Monday Walt and I were left alone until after 1 pm with orders do not go out so we did, we went out right after breakfast in the hotel
I had the Filipino breakfast of Juice, longganiza, egg, toast instead of rice and Walt had the American with bacon. Most food here is so good but the portions are definitely not American size.

We left the hotel went to the bank BPI first to exchange currency. The teller refused most of our money because of tiny little tears. Travel tip, you need new to perfect bills or forget the exchange. There are exchange machines at some locations if you could find them, no questions asked, at the bank forms and questions and perfect greenbacks needed.

We walked Mayor Jaldon St. up one side down the other and walked a few side streets. Most of the stores have over head steel garage doors, most have cement floors, plain no frills and packed with goods. We stopped at the shoe store/ repair shop. About 8 male workers crammed into a small space busy at their sewing machines. I found a pair of white n black wing tips but a bit tight. The workers were all smiles and stopped working while I took their photo.

At a department variety store we entered a cute sales girl Eileen spotted me immediately and took me around the whole store. She had fun introducing me to all her co-workers and answering my silly questions. As we were leaving she asked hey do you have a number. At another store I heard from a hiding sales clerk shout I like your eyes. Walking down the street I heard American Idol and the stares. We never felt uneasy, more like celebrities.

The thing that was so impressive was there were so many neat stores, bakeries, restaurant and more stores. Walt made an observation how do you know what store to go to to find something, for instance one variety store on the third floor had a row of shelves for flowers, next row frames, next hardware and then thrown in motorcycle helmets. How would you know to go there for helmets?

The stores from the outside look small once you enter they go on and on with multiple levels. And just about every store was filled to the ceilings and mostly unorganized. At another variety store I was trying on shoes, I have small feet but still too big. At this store was a hole in the ceiling and when a clerk got an order he would call upstairs and the goods would be dropped down from the hole in the ceiling. And I don't care what store you enter the store clerks are well dressed and look like store clerks not like the slobs in America.

A few of the pet shops we passed had such sickly and diseased dogs in cages. Dogs for sale? That's one thing this country doesn't need more of, dogs.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

5 philippines

Sunday night - early Monday am

The flight into Zambo went smooth, short ride but we arrived late. Zambo's airport is small and no frills, no huge mobs. Walking in we did pass through on both sides cab and trike drivers vying for passenegers. Hey need a ride, over here....

We grabbed our bags and hurried past the gate, past security and into the scene of the dimply lit night. We were in Zambo. Edgar spotted us grabbed our bags and brought us to Ruth. No big greeting quick hug and into the trikes we went. Edgar and Walt in one trike, Ruth, Thata and I in another.

Walt got in and laughed his way to the hotel. Manila's traffic is bad but Zambo's traffic can be disscribed as a car rodeo, a Figure 8 race at Painesville Speedway. Don't stop or slow down you will get run over keep moving and who needs to pass you will and it don't matter what side of the street you are on.

We got to Astoria Hotel signed in, unloaded a few things and then went next door for supper at the Abalone. Eeverything was so good. Clam soup, chop suey, pancit and sweet n sour pork but much different then in the US. Poor Walt you should of seen his face, he ordered king crab but again so different than in the US. Walt didn't know what to do with it. It wasn't just crab legs but the whole big crab, guts and all. He ate what he could, the rest he left.

After supper we went up to the room and given instructions do not go out its dangerous. So after they and after more unpacking about 1 am we took a short walk through the deserted streets. What an eery experience. During the day close to mayhem, at night few vehicles speedby, stray dogs and small goups or individuals hanging out or sleeping on the sidewalk, some selling cigarettes. Smarter thoughts prevailed and we went back up.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

4 philippines

The ride to Go Hotels....
Walt got an easy break in to Filipino driving. When I arrived the first time it was at noon and madness was in full swing. Traffic for early Sunday 12:30 am was still quite busy but nothing compared to prime time hours.
Before we even backed up the driver reminds us tip me ok my son needs milk. Yes we all need milk. He told us its so hard in the Philippines, the economy is still bad with the average pay about 480 pesos per day for 10 to 12 hours. Conversion is 42.14 pesos to 1 US dollar. You do the math.

The check in went fine, Go Hotels said their taxi was there all we had to do was go to where the sign said travel accommodations. Now why in blue blazes didn't anyone tell us that?

Made it to the room, very clean but so spartan Walt was amazed, no hair dryer, ice bucket, clock and no window but it did have a large print of the city framed to look like a window.

We walked around a bit, tried a snack at a small food mart shark fin and crab stick, made by Fritos 29 pesos each. Bought two sodas' one a pepsi the other and Australian ginger soda, I go all the way to the Philippines to try Australian pop. Walt paid with a 500 peso bill the girl got confused and over paid the change. Walt explained to the manager what the girl did and gave it back. Tthe manager looked surprised.

We warned stay put don't walk around alone. Since we had each other Walt said I guess we aren't alone lets go so we walked a bit. It didn't take long to see the stark contrast between the States and the Philippines.

Almost 2 am Sunday morning traffic still quite busy. A fruitstand still open as well as other little convenient stores and food stands, Young men or maybe teens or maybe boys were busy painting street light poles, one wearing flip flops had climbed the pole and was balancing on the arm that held the light. Another was busy painting under a walkway painting with no light. In front of the mall a group of men were jack hammering the entrance wearing no safety gear only street clothes, not even goggles or ear plugs.

OH and lets not forget the smell of the city.

Gotta GoGo!

Sunday, May 13, 2012

number 3 philippines

OK you have to experience this. Its like a rude joke, a test of wills, a survival of the fittest. You travel all those hours, small portions of food that makes a starving artists meals look like large buffets, the lack of oxygen makes you woozy and then you land in Manila.

GO! And they're off...............
All of a sudden you go from no moving to a sprint. And it was weird, we left the plane, didn't dilly dally and then as if parachuted down from the heavens the airport fills up with what seems like thousands scurrying like ants.

There is suppose to be lines to enter the first security but quickly that fades into everyone converging into 5 checks points. Once you see the driving in the Philippines you understand their method, just go.

After about 2o minutes plus, another check point with our baggage. More chaos, fund our bags, another check point and now you are on your own. The heat that was building in the airport suddenly hits you and the humidity wow.

I ask the security where can I change currency. Over here follow me. Out comes his hand, clears his throat ahemm, tip?

Ruth made the hotel reservation and planned for them to pick us up. Pure chaos. Another security guard said let me see your paper I will call the hotel. Sir I can not reach them, how about tip for my phone use? This is the number I called. He circles it, shows me the number. Excuse me thats my phone number – 440-585.....

Someone else tries to help us find Go Hotels taxi, no luck but I know the protocol, tip time. Here... Whats this? A tip. He shook his head and walked away. An honest person. I think I insulted him.

Walt had enough, I will pay for the taxi lets get out of here. After negotiations we settled on 1,130 peso plus tip off to Cyber gates plaza and Go Hotel.

Gotta GoGo!!

number 2 hilippines

OK we made it to Detroit no problem, short trip just a warm up for the marathon of 19 hours plus. I was impressed with the Detroit airport. For a city with issues their airport is terrific. Clean, modernized and lots of little shops and places to eat.

We are boarding and now the fun starts.
OK I am back. The trip to japan went well. Its so much different this trip, the biggest is traveling with someone I know. Walt's great to travel with and made the trip seem shorter plus I know what to expect, not as much anxiousness which makes the time go even shorter. Delta airlines has yet to update some of their planes so we had to stare slanted at a large screen in the middle of the plane and watch boring movies. Korea air I used on the last trip had individual screens on each seat back that you could switch channels and find something other than one movie.

Our short stay in the Japanese airport was to short and we couldn't look around. Sure we are anxious to reach Zambo to see Ruth but it would have been nice to see another countries airport.

What was crazy we landed in Japan, got off the plane, went through security again, waited maybe 20 minutes and re-boarded the same plane and sat in the same seats.

4 more hours we are in Manila.
Gotta GoGo!!

number 1 Philippines

Hey Gang, its been awhile since I posted anything. Here I am sitting in Hopkins awaiting our flight to Detroit, to Japan and then on to Manila. I am going to Zambo the Latin City of the Philippines to visit Ruth.

This trip to the Philippines was quickly thrown together even though I kind of had most things prepared for take off as I have been in a holding pattern waiting for my marching orders for sometime. The fiancee visa got delayed for who knows what reason and since its taking so long Ruth said why don't you come the week of the 15th and we can have the blessing. Whats that? Stay tuned!

It was an eventful week actually 3 weeks trying to cram everything in before embarking and yesterday was pure chaos running around like mad. I had to call my accountant, talk to my lawyer, run to the rental to check on the electrician, cut the grass there, hurry to the store, cut my grass, load up the van for work, clean 3 accounts, hurry home, desk work, chat with Ruth, more desk work, go to sleep at 7:30, awake at 8 with horrendous banging and scraping, its the driveway contractor. He did show up! Ain't that something when I return will have a new drive. I am excited but could of used the sleep.

OH almost forgot to tell you, Walt is with me. Hey after everything we have been through and how many years have I known Walt its only appropriate he meets Ruth first, sorry folks.

That's all for now, about to board for the very short trip to Detroit, slight lay over and then the marathon begins, 15 plus hours to Japan. Then another 4 to Manila. Its brutal that's a long time to be sitting.

Gotta GoGo!!