Our sunrise welcome to Manila after a 15 hour flight full of fish dinners.
Straight to sightseeing the old churches the Spanish erected 400 years ago.
Ethnic JC carrying his load.
Ashley absorbs the religious idols with her digital sensor.
Dressing to impress wont get you passed the velvet rope at this club.
"But I'm friends with Marco the owner!"
Give me one of these buildings over the So. Cal super churches any day.
Jeepneys. Think Jeep bus.
So your palm trees just grow naturally here and weren't imported to distinguish wealth? ...Weird.
This church is worth more because of its original patina.
A stop for Halo-Halo and wi-fi.
Ashley's grandma. We came to the Philippines to celebrate her 80th birthday.
We took a drive out of town to the Cabusilan Mountain range to an overlook of Pampanga.
Mount Pinatubo. This erupted in 1991 and blanketed the surrounding areas in 20 feet of ash. Some places are still recovering.
Driving through this area was my first exposure to 3rd world living.
"Hey white boy"
I couldn't help feeling guilty zooming by these people's electricity-less thatched huts in our air conditioned van.
Livestock wild'n out in the streets.
Just waiting on their K9 driver.
...and then there was dinner.