I love Manila. Believe me, I really do. But getting to travel and seeing things that are completely different from the grime and chaos I grew up in has a way of leaving indelible marks on you.
A week after my Singapore sojourn with the family, I am again raring to leave Manila and return to the City-State. I don’t know why–maybe it’s the allure of the clean metropolis, the safe neighborhood where you are not in danger of being mugged every 10 minutes. In the four days that I was there, I barely saw any police officers roaming the street. There were no dirt, no candy bar wrappers, no funky smell on the side streets and all that. Most of all, there were no muggers or morons hocking phlegm on the same street where you stand.
I wish it was like that in Manila. I know, I know…each country has its own problems and personalities. There are things in Manila that I wont get to experience in Singapore or in any country for that matter: like the warmth of its people and ready smile available no matter who you turn to. But after experiencing 30 years of chaos and grime, you kinda start wishing people will stop hocking their phlegm or taking a piss just about everywhere.
Leaving you some of the images that stayed with me during my four day vacation: