My first trip was to Manila in January. Despite it being the middle
of winter in the US, Manila is a scorching 90+ degrees (not including insane
humidity). Looking back on Manila, I felt smothered, not only by the heat but
the environment. There’s a fair amount of smog/fog/pollution in Manila. You
walk out of the street and you’re thrown into the hustle and bustle of traffic
and city life. Manila’s traffic is among the worst in the world. It can take
hours to go 3-4 kilometers. The one bright spot in the traffic realm are the
“Jeepneys”. Originally converted from the war, Jeepneys are silver bodied,
colorful busses. As far as I can tell, they are privately owned, with the
routes painted on side of the vehicle. Each Jeepney has a name above the front
windows and they usually have some sort of fluorescent light inside for
at night. They are by far the cheapest form of public transportation, but a
staple to local life.
But back to city life..The people are everywhere. Poverty rates
are high in Manila. You can see people living on the street or in their
tuk-tuks. Many have turned to selling illegal goods, prostitution, foodstuffs,
or whatever they can. The physical environment of the city is
strange as well. You can stay in a five start hotel and walk out the door to a
gentleman’s club, street vendors, restaurants, a Chinese temple, massage
parlors, and currency exchange shops. One of my colleagues whom I met in Manila
remarked at how many Americans arrive expecting a tropical paradise and end up
disappointed.
Manila has an old, walled section of the town called
Intramuros. Here you can find 14th century churches, government buildings, a
fort, and many other sights. Some of the area is ruined from WWII’s impact
on the Philippines and some areas were re-purposed to take back the city from
the Japanese. Manila also has a decent art museum – The Metropolitan Museum of
Manila. Here you can see local artists and Filipino inspired art including some
inspired by the Jeepneys. Manila also has malls. The Philippines LOVES malls.
Mall of Asia is the largest mall in Asia. It has separate zones for
electronics, health and beauty, etc. There are stores you’d never guess
existed, form the Samsung store to Asian brands that are less familiar. There
are also sports fields and gigantic movie theaters all attached to mall
compound. The restaurants in Manila and
the malls are surprising. The people there love their fast food. Some chains
that are extinct in the US are still flourishing… For instance, Kenny Rodgers
Roasters. Sometimes, the love for fast food made finding a good meal a
challenge.
One of the most surprising things about Manila is the toll
that World War II took on the Philippines. In Manila, there is a Department of
Veterans Affairs, which serves those who fought in the war. Additionally there
is the Manila American Cemetery. The cemetery rivals Arlington National
Cemetery on a smaller scale. The feel is almost the same, white crosses
consuming the grass and monuments spread across the grounds. The biggest
difference is the constant heat and the palm trees. It was truly beautiful and
great to see.
I crammed as much as I could into my weekend in Manila.
During the first day, I woke up in the middle of the night to catch a bus
provided by a tour company. The bus takes you to Mt. Pinatubo, the famed
volcano that exploded in 1991. I had signed up for a hike there. We rode the
bus for around four hours before arriving at the volcano. There we were put in
groups and shuffled into off-road vehicles. The vehicles drove across what
almost looked like a dessert. However, it was really the dried ash, rock, and
lahar. It was extremely bumpy and vast. You could truly see the strength of the
volcano as we drove for what felt like miles across the terrain. Finally, we
started our hike, which would culminate at a crater lake, which was originally
the core of the volcano. It had since been filled by rain. The hike was
supposed to be 5K but my Fitbit registered far more than that to the point that
I think we were lied to by the company… Either way the view was amazing. The
color of the lake was gorgeous and the scenery was something I had never quite
seen before. We had to hike the entire way back to the jeeps, but it was a
worthwhile experience. The one surprise from the hike is that the volcano is
located on indigenous people’s territory. The indigenous people from Manila
closely resemble those of Australia (in my opinion). However, they are
extremely poor and somewhat ignored by society (as explained by some Filipinos
in my hiking group). We shared snacks and gave the people some money but it was
heartbreaking at time to see the children’s dirty clothes or how skinny they
and their pets were.
On my second day of the weekend, I flew to Borocay, and
island paradise in the Philippines. Once you arrive at the airport, you catch a
ride to the pier, where you must ride a boat across to the island. The
traditional boats are really interesting, as they are long and narrow with
stilts that help to balance them. Borocay also is beautiful with the bluest
waters and the mountains and rocks coming out of the ocean. However, despite its
beauty it can be likened to Asia’s version of the Bahamas. It attracted several
tourists from all over. People seemed amazed that I was there alone, making me
feel like I had come to a couple’s retreat solo. However, I treated myself to a
mango shake, a massage, and some much needed beach time. Borocay is the
tropical paradise that Americans are looking for in Manila. The other nice thing about traveling to
Borocay is that the planes fly low enough that you can see mountains, volcanoes,
and the ocean right out your window. The downside about traveling to Borocay
was that the airline closed my gate an hour before the flight and my taxi
driver took me to the wrong terminal. This created the perfect storm for
missing my initial flight.
Overall, my time in Manila receives a mixed-review. Although
I’m a city-dweller, I preferred the beach and the rural areas for their
beauty. The city itself felt suffocating to me. However, he cheap prices in
Manila are to die for when eating or looking for hotels.




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