So this summer a few of us decided to go to a nice beachy location...

the small island in the middle of the Philippine Islands called Boracay. Unlucky for us though, we had to make a stop through Manila to get there. No offense to any Filippinos, but Manila is vanilla. Just like any other big city Ihave been to, except maybe slightly more dirty, loud and dangerous. My first experience was a clean, comfy room with a nicely placed fake window. To be completely honest, it reminded me a little of Tijuana. Well I spent the first day by myself wandering around the hot streets of Manila waiting for Sean, Younjoo and Holly to arrive.
Manila is filled with Jeepneys, Tricycles and shaddy cab drivers that try to con you out of every peso you have and blame it on the 'traffic.' Which brings me to that topic, I am pretty sure Manila is perpetually in rush hour.
However, Manila did have some bright sides... There was tons of western food, TGI Fridays, Hard Rock Cafe, California Pizza kitchen and Wendy's!!!...but the best was the Filipino roasted chicken (other than the cheap buckets of beer, not to be confused with the buckets o'liquor in Thailand). When the rest of the group arrived we also had a nice tour through the old part of Manila with our trusty tour guide, Anthony DeGuzeman, who loved to remind us that he had Facebook, and we should add him as a friend...
Finally, off to the beach... Boracay here we come

