So my arrival in Cebu was not terribly fortuitous. After about 20 hours in the air I finally arrived at Mactan International Airport, only to discover that my host believed I was arriving on May 5, and as such he was not at the airport to greet me.
He was also not at his house, though his neighbors all seemed to know him and I spent several hours sitting on my luggage and chatting with the hordes of children who hung around the coin-operated internet cafe at all hours of the night.
Eventually we did meet up and he showed me his house. It has the decaying, unkempt feel common to the long-term bachelor, but my room is comfortable enough, the neighborhood is very safe (it's near an army base) and the price was right.
Some quick observations:
- It is again very hot.
- Roosters are everywhere. And they crow all day long.
- the water has so much chlorine in the tap water there's a permanent smell of the swimming pool
- The basic layout of the Filipino street seems to be about the same as it was in Vietnam - narrow sidewalks and 'shops' which are basically converted garages. Npt nearly as much traffic though.
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