We are in an internet cafe in Santa Cruz, Manila near my parents’ condo and my cousins’ house. The cost of access is only 20 Pesos an hour which is less than 50 cents… crazy. Anyways, the past two nights, Kevin and I have been living in luxury at the Diamond Hotel in Malate (#3 on TripAdvisor.com). We were planning on staying with my cousin in the Marina district, but, their home is a bit isolated. On our third night there, we had a plan to get massages with my nephew. He was supposed to pick us up, but, never showed up. So, we were stuck at their home getting bored and with no way to get anywhere because taxis were impossible to find there. So, we decided to splurge on a nice hotel where hot showers and comfy beds were guaranteed and we could walk the neighborhoods and catch taxis if we wanted.
I am sure we made the right choice to move to a hotel. Its been really comfortable (no more mosquito bites!!!) and we’ve walked around Malate a bit in our free time. The funny thing is that when walking around with Kevin, beggars approach us, people try to sell us fake rolex watches, sunglasses, etc. It feels a bit shady. While riding in my cousin’s vehicle, we even saw a western man get mugged by a bunch of kids (no older than 12). Three of the kids had run off while the man had tackled one of the kids trying to get his possessions back. It was a bit scary. However, this morning, Kevin and I separated briefly and I walked back to our hotel on my own. This time, no one bothered me. No one approached me and I was very comfortable walking down the street! They thought I was a native, I guess. On the other hand, Kevin told me that it was worse than walking without me. This time, not only were people offering watches and sunglasses, but, girls too!
Our time, however, has been mostly dominated by various appts. of meeting family. Yesterday, we had a big shabu shabu (seafood hot pot) meal with my mom’s cousin in the Green Hills area. It started off as a very heated morning when my sister woke up hungover from the night before and my mom was livid. Oops! The night before, my cousin, Kuya Edmund had arrived from Thailand, so we had a “drinking session” on the street (M Hizon St.). This was a great experience for Kevin, I think. We all sat on benches on the narrow street drinking wine and beer. Many of my cousins were there, my uncle, Tito Rod and some of the neighbors joined in. The spread of snacks grew as the night went on. In the Philippines, we call these “drinking snacks”, Pulutan. This ranged from garlic peanuts, chips, chicharon (fried pig skins), an oyster omelet, vinegar tofu, fried chicken, dried seaweed and “balut”. Yes… for those who don’t know, “Balut” is infamous. It is the half developed duck egg that filipinos eat. It was once featured on Fear Factor as one of the things that the contestants had to eat. One of my cousins bought Balut and challenged Kevin to eat it. He wouldn’t do it, but, eventually, he agreed to just lick the egg a bit. Then, both my sister and I sipped a bit of the juice. Finally, our driver, Toti, ate the rest of the duck egg in one gulp. Ewwww! Anyways, with all of the liquor variety, my sister felt sick in the morning and my mom was not happy.
Anyways, all of that has now passed and we are just waiting to go home. We’ve got about 4 hours til we head to the airport. I think my relatives are trying to stuff us with about as much food as possible before we go. Overall, I think this trip was a success! Everyone met Kevin and we all got along splendidly! I’m sure Kevin felt overwhelmed, at times, but, we had a little bit of time off in our hotels