October 01, 2014
Some days are different than any other.
It began like most. Breakfast with Suzy and Melissa. A walk of Vinny... but thats where similarities end.
We get mail every couple months from home-- just our stuff forwarded to us. Its nice to get albeit we feel bad as a manila envelope is about $40. Yikes. There is also a charge to get it and the post office is a 2 hour round trip.
I took a taxi to the Quezon City post office. Traffic was horrendous, even at 9 am. Finally we got there. On my way out of the cab, I hit my head pretty hard on the edge of the door. It has left a know on my head and quite an ache. Inside the post office-- I waited in line and was shuffled about from window to window-- one is to show my pickup card, one to pay and one to pick up the envelope.
All the while Christmas music was blaring. They already have their lights up, so at least everyone is in the spirit. I get the package and head to the cab. As I am heading in... I put my fingers on the door as the cabbie hits the windows up button. Great... all my fingers are being rolled up on... I yell, " OUCH! OUCH! WINDOWS WINDOWS! ROLL DOWN THE $$#@&ing WINDOW! F$&* OUCH !!! My finger tips on my right hand are still throbbing. He finally complied and we headed out,
The Barangay Emergengy Response Team (BERT) was deployed by the Post Office just after we left. I imagine they were called after reports of an obese white guy yelling at the top of his lungs.
After I got home the day was fairly normal. Watched KC advance in the MLB play-offs. I then got ready to meet my buddy Ash as we were heading to Smart Araneta Coliseum to watch our favorite College team here, FEU, play in a do or die game against 5 time defending champion. Here is a review of our previous trip there-- http://www.stadiumjourney.com/stadiums/smart-araneta-coliseum-s2128 ....
Just as we are planning to meet, the skies opened and an intense downpour of rain ensued. We decided it was in our best interest to not try to go, but to watch the game at TGI Fridays. traffic and rain and a long taxi line is a bad combo.
We watch the game, and of course it was epic. We missed FEU winning 67-64 on a 3 pointer by Mac Belo as time expired. Here is what we missed. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_X5efii2HaY
We did get to watch at TGI Fridays and the store let out a huge cheer. The downside to this... it was occurring during when I normally procure a taxi for Suzy and Melissa to take to work. They were in line instead and not having any luck. So after the game-- I saw them and told them I would be back with a cab. ten minutes later-- I got a taxi and negotiated with him. He then said thank you as he had a family of sick children. In his next breath he laughed and said, "You are fat." Really dude... after just agreeing to pay you above scale for a taxi? Oh well.
We get Suzy and Melissa and they replace me. 20 minutes later, I get a text from Suzy saying that the driver talked to them for ten minutes about my fatness. Thanks, buddy.
I decide to then head back to Fridays for one last beer to celebrate FEU and their win.
While at Fridays, my friends there on staff asked if I wanted to help them out. They were making a new video for upper management showing a new birthday song they had practiced. And in the video, they needed a person to portray one having a birthday... UM, YES PLEASE!
So, I got to play myself and have happy birthday sung to me. Fun times.... Video of that will be forthcoming I am sure.
Today has been fun... My fingers were caught in a door window, I saw a tremendous ending to a game, I secured Suzy a cab and was insulted, and ended it with having Happy Birthday sung to me... GREAT TIMES.
Take care of yourselves.
Chuck
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Monday, September 29, 2014
Chilling in the Philippines-- "Bonsai!!!!!!!"
September 29, 2014
I am sitting here waiting for the season premiere of Resurrection. On the Fox Family Movie channel is "The Karate Kid" and I figure-- why not watch it for the 200th time.
While Daniel was yelling "Bonzai!" It reminded me of a favorite experience back in Iowa. I had to check my blog archive-- I don't think I have mentioned this one, although a few of you were there years ago and know the story.
So back around 2002 or 2003 I was on lunch break... I worked 10-7 so it was 2 in the afternoon. I had been told there was a dude of oriental descent in a dirty white shell of a van selling bonsai trees at the Domino's Pizza Parking lot back in Newton and if he was still there I was given money to pick a couple up.
So, I go searching down 1st Ave looking for the van... and lo and behold, just like they said, there he was. A beat up, crusty white shell of a van that was only missing FREE CANDY on the side. As I approached, I saw He had all sorts of Bonsai trees-- big, small and in between. I found a couple ones for $20 each that fit the requirements I was tasked with and then found one for me. I gave him money and then he motioned for me to hang on a minute.
It was at that time, he brought out a grimy gallon jung of what I guess was water. the container caked with dirt. He then took a huge swig of the liquid in the container and promptly spit it out on the first tree I had just purchased. I took a couple steps back. Was this a tradition? Was he blessing it? Was that even water? Was this sanitary?
He proceeded to douse the other trees the same way. I then took my spit soaked plantings and put them in my car. He then ended our transaction with sage-like advice, "Remembah, It Dry... It DIE!"
That was good advice I carry with me always
Take care of yourselves,
Chuck
I am sitting here waiting for the season premiere of Resurrection. On the Fox Family Movie channel is "The Karate Kid" and I figure-- why not watch it for the 200th time.
While Daniel was yelling "Bonzai!" It reminded me of a favorite experience back in Iowa. I had to check my blog archive-- I don't think I have mentioned this one, although a few of you were there years ago and know the story.
So back around 2002 or 2003 I was on lunch break... I worked 10-7 so it was 2 in the afternoon. I had been told there was a dude of oriental descent in a dirty white shell of a van selling bonsai trees at the Domino's Pizza Parking lot back in Newton and if he was still there I was given money to pick a couple up.
So, I go searching down 1st Ave looking for the van... and lo and behold, just like they said, there he was. A beat up, crusty white shell of a van that was only missing FREE CANDY on the side. As I approached, I saw He had all sorts of Bonsai trees-- big, small and in between. I found a couple ones for $20 each that fit the requirements I was tasked with and then found one for me. I gave him money and then he motioned for me to hang on a minute.
It was at that time, he brought out a grimy gallon jung of what I guess was water. the container caked with dirt. He then took a huge swig of the liquid in the container and promptly spit it out on the first tree I had just purchased. I took a couple steps back. Was this a tradition? Was he blessing it? Was that even water? Was this sanitary?
He proceeded to douse the other trees the same way. I then took my spit soaked plantings and put them in my car. He then ended our transaction with sage-like advice, "Remembah, It Dry... It DIE!"
That was good advice I carry with me always
Take care of yourselves,
Chuck
Chilling in the Philippines-- Tomorrow will be an exciting day for Vinny... And he has no idea.
September 29, 2014
About every two months is haircut day for Vinny.
He will get a cut, style, bath, 10 minute massage, ears cleaned, butt drained, teeth brushed, and nails clipped. . . for about $20 American... They do Coloring too-- like if we wanted him to have a green tail or rainbow colored paws but so far we have declined those offers.
The exciting part stems from the fact that Eastwood City is changing their pet policy. Currently, every 3 months I have to go to the mall concierge with his updated shots chart (literally it looks like an elementary school report card with stickers) and I then receive essentially a little "pass" that allows him to travel throughout Eastwood City and lets everyone know he has been vaccinated. Eastwood City is great with pets; with his pass he can go into most stores and even a few restaurants. He sat on a booth with us last week at Johnny Rockets, the best service for him was at California Pizza Kitchen. They gave Vinny a bowl of water and treated him like a king.
Pet passes are free, just need to be updated every 90 days. This new pet pass is more like a Doggie Driver's License. Tomorrow, after his cut, we will go to the Kodak store for a doggie photo shoot. He needs to have a pair of 1 x 1 photos for his new ID. This one is good until the expiration of his rabies shot-- which is June 2015. I hope he is manageable for that. I also hope they do not have the same rules like the DMV (no smiling).
So, big day for Vinny. Should be interesting.
Take care of yourselves...
Chuck
About every two months is haircut day for Vinny.
He will get a cut, style, bath, 10 minute massage, ears cleaned, butt drained, teeth brushed, and nails clipped. . . for about $20 American... They do Coloring too-- like if we wanted him to have a green tail or rainbow colored paws but so far we have declined those offers.
The exciting part stems from the fact that Eastwood City is changing their pet policy. Currently, every 3 months I have to go to the mall concierge with his updated shots chart (literally it looks like an elementary school report card with stickers) and I then receive essentially a little "pass" that allows him to travel throughout Eastwood City and lets everyone know he has been vaccinated. Eastwood City is great with pets; with his pass he can go into most stores and even a few restaurants. He sat on a booth with us last week at Johnny Rockets, the best service for him was at California Pizza Kitchen. They gave Vinny a bowl of water and treated him like a king.
Pet passes are free, just need to be updated every 90 days. This new pet pass is more like a Doggie Driver's License. Tomorrow, after his cut, we will go to the Kodak store for a doggie photo shoot. He needs to have a pair of 1 x 1 photos for his new ID. This one is good until the expiration of his rabies shot-- which is June 2015. I hope he is manageable for that. I also hope they do not have the same rules like the DMV (no smiling).
So, big day for Vinny. Should be interesting.
Take care of yourselves...
Chuck
Friday, September 5, 2014
Chilling in the Philippines -- One year here-- 10 Things I enjoy about the Philippines
September 05, 2014
10. San Mig Super Coffee Mixers. Sure is nice to support a local sports team that has won 4 titles while we have been here.
9. Culture. Life is different here... Its not perfect, but it is what makes life fun. Different experiences and things we cannot replicate in America.
8. Events at Eastwood. This week has been Chocolate festival. I sure love Chocolate. I appreciate too, that our favorite vendor from the previous year was here again and she remembered us. Not sure if we will still be here next year when this happens, but I hope so. We have gotten to hear great music, see fireworks from across the roof, and see the ball drop to ring in the new year. Holidays are great here. Eastwood city and Megaworld corp does a super job with entertainment.
7. New adventures. For Thanksgiving we hope to go to a private beachhouse in Puerto Glaera with friends. It has a great view, a grill and a beach. We also need to still visit tagaytay, Baguio, Palawan and a few other places. The clock is ticking, but we will get it done.
6. Project Pie. They need one of these in Des Moines. We love Project Pie. For about $6 US... one gets a pizza with whatever toppings they want. It is about the size of a normal frozen pizza, so it is not huge, but it is personalized. The staff is great. There is one in Boulder, Co and in Vegas. I hope to try those soon once we are back. Its kind of like a Subway sandwich shop for pizza, but no Jared. one just stands behind the glass and adds whatever toppings they want. Its beautiful.
5. Guards. This will be a topic soon here for the blog... But lets just say whether it is Mark the Taxi Guard, Ronald the Guard at Project Pie, The guards at TGI Fridays, our Concierge desk staff like Ederick and Ferdie (and the whole crew), the guards at the mall-- they are all great. Perfect, not always. But they are all quite personable and make life fun here.
4. Trying new food. I've been fairly adventurous. Balut-- twice done. no more-- chicken feet, good, various fruits and vegetables-- done... So much more to experience.
3. New friends. I have definitely made some forever friends. That is great. I knew I would have buddies, that is what I do... but there are some truly great people here I can call my friends. It is fabulous to have US friends that are also Ex-Pats... Easy to relate with and get the low down on things here. I have also met super cool dudes from the UK. I really look forward to going to England now someday to see their homeland. The Filipinos alsop have been quite welcoming. My local friends that are native have been quite accommodating. I hope they get to experience the USA someday and I hope I am there to show them Iowa.
2. Fridays. They are my cheers. Everyone knows my name. And I know everyone there. One of my favorite movies is Groundhog Day. There is a part when Bill Murray is trying to explain how he is like a God and he knows about everyone. It took me a year, but I could do the same thing at Friday's. It is downright scary. I am glad to have a hangout and have met some wonderful, truly superb people there.
1. Experiencing this all with Suzy. Priceless. Making forever memories, one day at a time.
Thank you all, take care of yourselves
10. San Mig Super Coffee Mixers. Sure is nice to support a local sports team that has won 4 titles while we have been here.
9. Culture. Life is different here... Its not perfect, but it is what makes life fun. Different experiences and things we cannot replicate in America.
8. Events at Eastwood. This week has been Chocolate festival. I sure love Chocolate. I appreciate too, that our favorite vendor from the previous year was here again and she remembered us. Not sure if we will still be here next year when this happens, but I hope so. We have gotten to hear great music, see fireworks from across the roof, and see the ball drop to ring in the new year. Holidays are great here. Eastwood city and Megaworld corp does a super job with entertainment.
7. New adventures. For Thanksgiving we hope to go to a private beachhouse in Puerto Glaera with friends. It has a great view, a grill and a beach. We also need to still visit tagaytay, Baguio, Palawan and a few other places. The clock is ticking, but we will get it done.
6. Project Pie. They need one of these in Des Moines. We love Project Pie. For about $6 US... one gets a pizza with whatever toppings they want. It is about the size of a normal frozen pizza, so it is not huge, but it is personalized. The staff is great. There is one in Boulder, Co and in Vegas. I hope to try those soon once we are back. Its kind of like a Subway sandwich shop for pizza, but no Jared. one just stands behind the glass and adds whatever toppings they want. Its beautiful.
5. Guards. This will be a topic soon here for the blog... But lets just say whether it is Mark the Taxi Guard, Ronald the Guard at Project Pie, The guards at TGI Fridays, our Concierge desk staff like Ederick and Ferdie (and the whole crew), the guards at the mall-- they are all great. Perfect, not always. But they are all quite personable and make life fun here.
4. Trying new food. I've been fairly adventurous. Balut-- twice done. no more-- chicken feet, good, various fruits and vegetables-- done... So much more to experience.
3. New friends. I have definitely made some forever friends. That is great. I knew I would have buddies, that is what I do... but there are some truly great people here I can call my friends. It is fabulous to have US friends that are also Ex-Pats... Easy to relate with and get the low down on things here. I have also met super cool dudes from the UK. I really look forward to going to England now someday to see their homeland. The Filipinos alsop have been quite welcoming. My local friends that are native have been quite accommodating. I hope they get to experience the USA someday and I hope I am there to show them Iowa.
2. Fridays. They are my cheers. Everyone knows my name. And I know everyone there. One of my favorite movies is Groundhog Day. There is a part when Bill Murray is trying to explain how he is like a God and he knows about everyone. It took me a year, but I could do the same thing at Friday's. It is downright scary. I am glad to have a hangout and have met some wonderful, truly superb people there.
1. Experiencing this all with Suzy. Priceless. Making forever memories, one day at a time.
Thank you all, take care of yourselves
Chilling in the Philippines -- One year here-- 10 Things I miss about the USA
September 05, 2014
Well one year here in the Philippines has come and gone. Here are ten things I miss about the USA.
10. Trivia night at Wellman's ... Team DBT! I do get to watch last year's Jeopardy episodes on the local version of the Game show channel, but it is not the the same. Trivia night... making fun of the other teams using their smart phones to get answers... good times. and that leads to another fun weeknight tradition...
9. Bingo night at Champps. I think it has a new name-- 86'd or something like that... But good old bingo night, and winning Fist pumping dance offs-- is something I definitely miss. There is no fist pumping competitions here,
8. Local Sports teams. I know Suzy misses the Iowa Energy games also even if Paul Harris is not there anymore. I do miss the relationships we made as season ticket holders at those games with the staff and our new friends. Of course, I picked the wrong year to move away from the Iowa Cubs standpoint as well. The best collection of talent in 30 years is there and I miss it. I miss the tailgating for Iowa games and the sounds of the crowd. Oh well. I got bum rushed by a big Palmetto bug/roach in the hallway yesterday... So, there is that.
7. Working. Yeah, that probably sounds weird. But it would be nice to have a real job. I enjoy helping out around here and being a personal Assistant to Melissa... but yikes-- I do miss helping others. At Wells Fargo, I miss those relationships with my co-workers-- the little things like getting to know them and their families. I miss being able to help others and make a difference. Granted, I could probably work illegally over here starting tomorrow, but we just want to do it right. Too bad working legally would cost me around 70,000 PHP allegedly. and that would take a long time to recoup. Doing the blog for Stadium Journey has been great, hopefully wet season will be over soon so more venues will have sports events. This also includes Volunteer work. There are probably opportunities here-- abundant opportunities I bet, but I miss being able to support the United Way like we did in the US. In 2013, we had a great time helping VITA in Des Moines, assisting low income persons and families with their taxes. I sure hope we can go back to that.
6. Roller Derby and Stand-up Comedy. Yeah, I miss being in front of a crowd asking for a Chuck U. I also miss standing up on stage and telling jokes. I am not sure what part in my life those will play when I return to the USA, but I know I miss those and all of my friends from that a lot here.
5. Grilling. I am not a masterchef, but I do enjoy working with food on the grill. Plus, I am pretty good. I have a couple good recipes for hot dogs and sausages and do well with steak, chops, and chicken. Ahhh to be on the deck in the fall, with the crisp air, a cold micro beer in one hand, a spatula in the other and food on the grill... I would sure go for that about right now. We got some burgers and tried cooking them on the stove the other day. First, it made the condo smell like fish. It was like Long John Silvers up in here. Second, we smoked up the place so bad--- it was awful. Its not like back home.
4. Running 5Ks. I still want to do a half marathon here. Training got derailed after spraining my foot in Hong Kong. I will get that done. I got 11 months... Hanging out though with Paxton Bennett and Jordon Overton and Bamf at the State Fair 5K is such a joy. It sucks, thats something Jordon and I had done since its inception in 2007. Such a good time. Oh well. I will do it in 2015 and dominate. I smell a Personal best time.
3. The little things we cannot get here. Ummmmm... Totino's Party Pizzas, Diet Mountain Dew, Going on road trips which led to getting Canteen sandwiches in Ottumwa, or Pasquale's Pizza in Humboldt. A chicago Hot Dog would be nice. Maybe a Wig and Pen Pizza topped by a trip to Jethro's BBQ (or soon the new Fong's that will be next door). It was fun and heartbreaking this week to see our friend Sarah Bergeson in Des Moines visiting (she lives in Hawaii) and getting to go to the High Life Lounge and other local places. There are so many little luxuries we take for granted that just arent available here. Oh well... when we are back-- I will sure miss being able to get Chicken feet at any time of day... or Sisig. Going out and challenging Suzy to a game of Mini Golf would be nice too.
2. Birds. Wildlife. Country living. Yes that would be nice. It is no secret that I love attracting birds to our townhouse back home. Sure-- sometimes that led to raccoon thiefs stealing our feeders... but we atttracted scores of different birds. It was relaxing and so much fun. I've seen a few sparrows here. Living 10 minutes from Saylorville Dam was great too. We could see Deer, fish, whatever. There is plenty to see here outside of the city, but accessibility and lining it up with Suzy's schedule has been daunting.
1. Family and Friends. Of course that is the easy, obvious answer. No matter how many friends and people I meet here-- its hard to relate to immediate friends and family the experiences here. It will be the same when we go home next year and trying to relate being in America to my new friends here. Hopefully someone from Home will make it out here; it would be an enjoyable time. It is hard being on the other side of the world. I just can't hop in my car to visit... or us be visited.
Thank you all, Take care of yourselves
Well one year here in the Philippines has come and gone. Here are ten things I miss about the USA.
10. Trivia night at Wellman's ... Team DBT! I do get to watch last year's Jeopardy episodes on the local version of the Game show channel, but it is not the the same. Trivia night... making fun of the other teams using their smart phones to get answers... good times. and that leads to another fun weeknight tradition...
9. Bingo night at Champps. I think it has a new name-- 86'd or something like that... But good old bingo night, and winning Fist pumping dance offs-- is something I definitely miss. There is no fist pumping competitions here,
8. Local Sports teams. I know Suzy misses the Iowa Energy games also even if Paul Harris is not there anymore. I do miss the relationships we made as season ticket holders at those games with the staff and our new friends. Of course, I picked the wrong year to move away from the Iowa Cubs standpoint as well. The best collection of talent in 30 years is there and I miss it. I miss the tailgating for Iowa games and the sounds of the crowd. Oh well. I got bum rushed by a big Palmetto bug/roach in the hallway yesterday... So, there is that.
7. Working. Yeah, that probably sounds weird. But it would be nice to have a real job. I enjoy helping out around here and being a personal Assistant to Melissa... but yikes-- I do miss helping others. At Wells Fargo, I miss those relationships with my co-workers-- the little things like getting to know them and their families. I miss being able to help others and make a difference. Granted, I could probably work illegally over here starting tomorrow, but we just want to do it right. Too bad working legally would cost me around 70,000 PHP allegedly. and that would take a long time to recoup. Doing the blog for Stadium Journey has been great, hopefully wet season will be over soon so more venues will have sports events. This also includes Volunteer work. There are probably opportunities here-- abundant opportunities I bet, but I miss being able to support the United Way like we did in the US. In 2013, we had a great time helping VITA in Des Moines, assisting low income persons and families with their taxes. I sure hope we can go back to that.
6. Roller Derby and Stand-up Comedy. Yeah, I miss being in front of a crowd asking for a Chuck U. I also miss standing up on stage and telling jokes. I am not sure what part in my life those will play when I return to the USA, but I know I miss those and all of my friends from that a lot here.
5. Grilling. I am not a masterchef, but I do enjoy working with food on the grill. Plus, I am pretty good. I have a couple good recipes for hot dogs and sausages and do well with steak, chops, and chicken. Ahhh to be on the deck in the fall, with the crisp air, a cold micro beer in one hand, a spatula in the other and food on the grill... I would sure go for that about right now. We got some burgers and tried cooking them on the stove the other day. First, it made the condo smell like fish. It was like Long John Silvers up in here. Second, we smoked up the place so bad--- it was awful. Its not like back home.
4. Running 5Ks. I still want to do a half marathon here. Training got derailed after spraining my foot in Hong Kong. I will get that done. I got 11 months... Hanging out though with Paxton Bennett and Jordon Overton and Bamf at the State Fair 5K is such a joy. It sucks, thats something Jordon and I had done since its inception in 2007. Such a good time. Oh well. I will do it in 2015 and dominate. I smell a Personal best time.
3. The little things we cannot get here. Ummmmm... Totino's Party Pizzas, Diet Mountain Dew, Going on road trips which led to getting Canteen sandwiches in Ottumwa, or Pasquale's Pizza in Humboldt. A chicago Hot Dog would be nice. Maybe a Wig and Pen Pizza topped by a trip to Jethro's BBQ (or soon the new Fong's that will be next door). It was fun and heartbreaking this week to see our friend Sarah Bergeson in Des Moines visiting (she lives in Hawaii) and getting to go to the High Life Lounge and other local places. There are so many little luxuries we take for granted that just arent available here. Oh well... when we are back-- I will sure miss being able to get Chicken feet at any time of day... or Sisig. Going out and challenging Suzy to a game of Mini Golf would be nice too.
2. Birds. Wildlife. Country living. Yes that would be nice. It is no secret that I love attracting birds to our townhouse back home. Sure-- sometimes that led to raccoon thiefs stealing our feeders... but we atttracted scores of different birds. It was relaxing and so much fun. I've seen a few sparrows here. Living 10 minutes from Saylorville Dam was great too. We could see Deer, fish, whatever. There is plenty to see here outside of the city, but accessibility and lining it up with Suzy's schedule has been daunting.
1. Family and Friends. Of course that is the easy, obvious answer. No matter how many friends and people I meet here-- its hard to relate to immediate friends and family the experiences here. It will be the same when we go home next year and trying to relate being in America to my new friends here. Hopefully someone from Home will make it out here; it would be an enjoyable time. It is hard being on the other side of the world. I just can't hop in my car to visit... or us be visited.
Thank you all, Take care of yourselves
Monday, August 18, 2014
Chilling in the Philippines-- McDonald's
"It's More Fun In The Philippines!" That is one of the main slogans here. A lot of times it is muttered by me when I am trying to get through day by day. Smog, never ending traffic, unscrupulous taxi drivers, etc. etc... It is more fun here.
I have really decided to just try to put a smile on everything. Most of this is never going to be under my control. So time to smile it off. I just got a haircut so I cannot pull my hair as a stress reliever; I might as well just smile.
I have mentioned in the blog and on Facebook before... the McDonald's here is pretty solid. Compared to the McD's back home... Big Ron's Steakhouse here makes few mistakes and the workers are very polite. The food isn't bad, and I love their McSpaghetti. In addition, there is McDelivery, which is glorious. It only costs 40 Pesos (less than a $1) and they are usually quite prompt.
Now McDonald's back home I have a long history with-- I have even blogged about it back in the day. You can check out my blog from May 25, 2012.
I have really decided to just try to put a smile on everything. Most of this is never going to be under my control. So time to smile it off. I just got a haircut so I cannot pull my hair as a stress reliever; I might as well just smile.
I have mentioned in the blog and on Facebook before... the McDonald's here is pretty solid. Compared to the McD's back home... Big Ron's Steakhouse here makes few mistakes and the workers are very polite. The food isn't bad, and I love their McSpaghetti. In addition, there is McDelivery, which is glorious. It only costs 40 Pesos (less than a $1) and they are usually quite prompt.
Now McDonald's back home I have a long history with-- I have even blogged about it back in the day. You can check out my blog from May 25, 2012.
So, today I find out that McDonald's has a special item for "Drive Thru" Customers. By a value meal... then spend 45 pesos and get a fry holder for your car. a Fry holder? What a great idea... Definitely one of those "Why didn't I think of that moments." I had thought once that a harmonica holder like the Blues Traveler guy uses would work, but this is nice. Hands free holding of fries is great. Suzy said it will make eating with milkshakes easier.
Tonight I walk with Suzy to the Taxi stand, which is right next to the McDonald's. All of this is just accross the street from the condo. Monday, generally, is one of the few nights there is no line for a taxi. It was easy, said goodbye to Suzy, said hi to my favorite Taxi Guard, Mark, (we have our own handshake and fist bump... I will talk more about him in an upcoming blog) and then it was off to get a fry holder. Ironically, we won't be able to use the fry holder immediately (It's not like we have a car), but I had never seen something like this in the US.
No matter the time of day, McDonald's is always busy here. 3 lines at least 3 deep... always. No worries. Now I had told Suzy there may be issues getting this fry holder as the fine print said for "Drive Thru" Customers. Nothing is ever real easy. I get in line and the waiting game begins. To expedite orders, they have a guy walking through the crowd taking orders. He gets to me and I explain my wish. "Sorry, sir... Drive thru only."
"I understand", I said with a smile, "But, I have no car. Can I please just take advantage anyway?"
"Sorry Sir. you must drive thru."
Right now thoughts are going thru my head, do I go back and have Mark the Guard get me a taxi and I just take that through the Drive thru? That will cost like a whole 60 pesos, not a big deal. Instead I tried again, with a bigger smile and a head tilt.
"Again, I totally understand. I just do not have a car, but would love to buy these. I will be happy to pay."
"Sir, talk to manager."
"Great."
I get to the front of the line and I ask for the manager. The crew member apprised him in Tagalog of what I wanted. I then said, "yes exactly." I know a lot more Tagalog than I lead on because I am not an expert by any means, but I like playing dumb and bluffing a little. Once they realized I looked like I knew what they were saying, it was all English from then on out of them. The guy then took me to a separate register and said, "To avail the special, they are 45 pesos after buying a value meal for each."
I smiled even more. "Great, so I just buy a value meal. and can get one for 45 PHP?"
"Yes sir."
We had McDonald's today, so I didn't want food, but I also saw my window. Time to order and not worry about it. I ordered a McSpaghetti Meal and some other items, smiling all the way. I then paid and got my food. Then, as they handed me my nice fry holders, I thought to myself..."This was easy, I didn't even have to get banned from value meals."
I left McDonalds with 4 bags (no drink holders, they just put them in bags) and I thanked the crew member in Tagalog. As I left, I decided to see if Mark the Taxi guard wanted a fry. He usually has a little bag of rice he eats for dinner, so why not have some fries? He initially said, no, but I explained I had extra and would be happy if he had them. He then relented and said with gusto, "Yeahhhhhhhhh." He took a fry and a container of ketchup and I am sure had a happier night.
So what a great night. I smiled, Suzy got a fry holder, Mark got some fries, and the staff at McDonald's, well they at least made it happen today.
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Earlier today, Suzy signed an addendum to our lease. We will be here one more year. I estimate our return to the US permanently will be around late August or mid-September, 2015.
Take care of yourselves, everybody
Chuck
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Chilling in the Philippines-- Chuck Norris
August 07, 2014
"A little bit about a lot of things." The late, great Des Moines Register columnist Maury White would often begin columns with that phrase... I think it is appropriate to re start the blog again with a potpourri of a few things...
-- It is hard to believe but in less than three weeks... Suzy and I will celebrate one year here in the Philippines. Time flies. In about 6 weeks, we will celebrate five years of marriage. Time really flies. I will blog more about both later on
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-- It's not a secret that I go to TGI Friday's. I have been fortunate to meet so many nice people. The staff has been awesome. It is part of the atmosphere at Friday's for the bartenders to introduce guests. The bartenders will introduce me. I will then go over and shake hands. I usually have to repeat my name because Chuck is not an overly common name here. To assist, I will make a "c" with one hand and say, "Chuck, like Chuck Norris." Well last night I introduced myself to a group at the bar. One of them then said, "Looks like you ate Chuck Norris." #nofilter... Well, I have heard this sort of thing since like 2nd or 3rd grade... I just smiled it off and said, "Yeah, I have heard that before." Well one of the group, decided that maybe that was a tough way to welcome one so he came over and apologized. It really isn't a bother, but that was a nice gesture. Even better, he brought over a peace offering. It was a baked treat called a pastel. Shaped like a dinner roll, but it contained a sweet filling called yema. I was told later they are fairly expensive and only found in the province, so the gentleman was really sacrificing. Well, it was great. I enjoyed it. Thanks, new friend.
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--I am signed up to receive updates by email from the US embassy. Most of the time they are great. They advise when there are travel advisories on places to not go to. Also, there are alerts for seminars on tax preparation abroad, safety and other things. In addition, voting primary updates are given. With this being an election year, it will be interesting voting in November here. I am happy that today I got an email updating me on the policies for voting in Guam... whew.
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--I went bowling last night, prior to Friday's... now anyone that has seen me bowl, they know I would never be a regular on "Let's Go Bowling." I do, however, try to follow certain ettiquette. Generally, I seem to draw a family next to me that has no concept of letting me bowl. One time, they were even taunting me. Oh well. Next to me last night was a couple who actually might be trying to get on "Let's Go Bowling." They had all the latest gear. No etiquette skills. That is ok. My first game I was letting it affect me, which was stupid. I bowled a 118. After I saw they bowled a 143 and 144... I decided to have a little fun with game 2. The alley was playing techno music. Nothing like a little dancing to celebrate a split. I picked up said split, and that definitely called for pulling out the 6 shooters, shooting down the pins, cooling 'em off, giving them a twirl, and putting them back in the holster. spares and strikes? I'd let out a big "BOOM PANES" (pronounced BOOM PAH-NESS) complete with the dance... For Americans unfamiliar with the song... look it up on youtube... It'd be like yelling out "Whoomp, There it is" or "Who let the Dogs Out?" every time. I started very slow, but caught fire at the end and finished with a 147, ahead of Mr. and Mrs. professional next to me. I felt good about the effort-- and then saw that apparently I had also entertained all of the kids working behind the counter. Fine by me.
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--Suzy and I joke that due to my knack for being cut in front of so often here, I am the world's largest invisible guy. It still happens at least 2-3 times a week. generally by ladies. Now we also joke that she is invisible when we go down to exit our building. I have become friends with many of the guards here (I will do a separate blog on the security and my experiences with all of the guards) and they never say anything to Suzy outside of an occasional, "Good morning, ma'am." Otherwise it is always, "Sir Chuck! Hello!" and then we will get into a conversation about basketball or weather or... basketball. Well back to getting cut in front of... It has happened so often I have named the ways I get cut off.
1. Most popular is the "no look"... The no look consists of the person not making eye contact just cutting in front. Then, the key is to continue no eye contact under any circumstance. Acting deaf is a large part to the no look. A lady did this a week ago while I was waiting for the nightly Suzy and Melissa Taxi. She would repeatedly leave her spot for minutes at a time and then assume her not so rightfully acquired place. The best part of that was-- Suzy and Melissa went ahead and secured a taxi stealthily down the road. I let her know that I now got to cut in front of her. I think she tried to say something, but I could not hear her...
2. The "Rubbing is Racing" ... Like in the movie "Days of Thunder", "No, no, he didn't slam you, he didn't bump you, he didn't nudge you
3. The "Fooled you"... This one involves a bit of the previous two. The person does make a motion like they are going to just pass through the line to get to the other side. They, however, then, may bump to get space, but just plant, can't hear anything, and stay in line.
4. "Long Distance Dedication" ... very popular at the bank. While 22 of us have patiently waited 40 minutes in line at the bank watching the same 30 second BDO propaganda commercial over and over and over, someone comes out of nowhere and pulls a Rosie Ruiz to be next at the teller. The tellers do not realize it in time... and this lady inexplicably has 14 accounts to make deposits on and 11 to withdraw from.
Take care of yourselves, everyone... Back with more soon.
Chuck
"A little bit about a lot of things." The late, great Des Moines Register columnist Maury White would often begin columns with that phrase... I think it is appropriate to re start the blog again with a potpourri of a few things...
-- It is hard to believe but in less than three weeks... Suzy and I will celebrate one year here in the Philippines. Time flies. In about 6 weeks, we will celebrate five years of marriage. Time really flies. I will blog more about both later on
---------------------------------------------------------
-- It's not a secret that I go to TGI Friday's. I have been fortunate to meet so many nice people. The staff has been awesome. It is part of the atmosphere at Friday's for the bartenders to introduce guests. The bartenders will introduce me. I will then go over and shake hands. I usually have to repeat my name because Chuck is not an overly common name here. To assist, I will make a "c" with one hand and say, "Chuck, like Chuck Norris." Well last night I introduced myself to a group at the bar. One of them then said, "Looks like you ate Chuck Norris." #nofilter... Well, I have heard this sort of thing since like 2nd or 3rd grade... I just smiled it off and said, "Yeah, I have heard that before." Well one of the group, decided that maybe that was a tough way to welcome one so he came over and apologized. It really isn't a bother, but that was a nice gesture. Even better, he brought over a peace offering. It was a baked treat called a pastel. Shaped like a dinner roll, but it contained a sweet filling called yema. I was told later they are fairly expensive and only found in the province, so the gentleman was really sacrificing. Well, it was great. I enjoyed it. Thanks, new friend.
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--I am signed up to receive updates by email from the US embassy. Most of the time they are great. They advise when there are travel advisories on places to not go to. Also, there are alerts for seminars on tax preparation abroad, safety and other things. In addition, voting primary updates are given. With this being an election year, it will be interesting voting in November here. I am happy that today I got an email updating me on the policies for voting in Guam... whew.
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--I went bowling last night, prior to Friday's... now anyone that has seen me bowl, they know I would never be a regular on "Let's Go Bowling." I do, however, try to follow certain ettiquette. Generally, I seem to draw a family next to me that has no concept of letting me bowl. One time, they were even taunting me. Oh well. Next to me last night was a couple who actually might be trying to get on "Let's Go Bowling." They had all the latest gear. No etiquette skills. That is ok. My first game I was letting it affect me, which was stupid. I bowled a 118. After I saw they bowled a 143 and 144... I decided to have a little fun with game 2. The alley was playing techno music. Nothing like a little dancing to celebrate a split. I picked up said split, and that definitely called for pulling out the 6 shooters, shooting down the pins, cooling 'em off, giving them a twirl, and putting them back in the holster. spares and strikes? I'd let out a big "BOOM PANES" (pronounced BOOM PAH-NESS) complete with the dance... For Americans unfamiliar with the song... look it up on youtube... It'd be like yelling out "Whoomp, There it is" or "Who let the Dogs Out?" every time. I started very slow, but caught fire at the end and finished with a 147, ahead of Mr. and Mrs. professional next to me. I felt good about the effort-- and then saw that apparently I had also entertained all of the kids working behind the counter. Fine by me.
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--Suzy and I joke that due to my knack for being cut in front of so often here, I am the world's largest invisible guy. It still happens at least 2-3 times a week. generally by ladies. Now we also joke that she is invisible when we go down to exit our building. I have become friends with many of the guards here (I will do a separate blog on the security and my experiences with all of the guards) and they never say anything to Suzy outside of an occasional, "Good morning, ma'am." Otherwise it is always, "Sir Chuck! Hello!" and then we will get into a conversation about basketball or weather or... basketball. Well back to getting cut in front of... It has happened so often I have named the ways I get cut off.
1. Most popular is the "no look"... The no look consists of the person not making eye contact just cutting in front. Then, the key is to continue no eye contact under any circumstance. Acting deaf is a large part to the no look. A lady did this a week ago while I was waiting for the nightly Suzy and Melissa Taxi. She would repeatedly leave her spot for minutes at a time and then assume her not so rightfully acquired place. The best part of that was-- Suzy and Melissa went ahead and secured a taxi stealthily down the road. I let her know that I now got to cut in front of her. I think she tried to say something, but I could not hear her...
2. The "Rubbing is Racing" ... Like in the movie "Days of Thunder", "No, no, he didn't slam you, he didn't bump you, he didn't nudge you
3. The "Fooled you"... This one involves a bit of the previous two. The person does make a motion like they are going to just pass through the line to get to the other side. They, however, then, may bump to get space, but just plant, can't hear anything, and stay in line.
4. "Long Distance Dedication" ... very popular at the bank. While 22 of us have patiently waited 40 minutes in line at the bank watching the same 30 second BDO propaganda commercial over and over and over, someone comes out of nowhere and pulls a Rosie Ruiz to be next at the teller. The tellers do not realize it in time... and this lady inexplicably has 14 accounts to make deposits on and 11 to withdraw from.
Take care of yourselves, everyone... Back with more soon.
Chuck
Friday, May 23, 2014
Chilling in the Philippines--TGI Fridays
May 23, 2014
"Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows Your name."
Well for me, my Cheers is TGI Fridays in Eastwood City. It is right across the street from our condo. We are lucky to have such a great place nearby that reminds us of home and still has a flair for the Philippines.
The staff is incredibly friendly and I am so blessed to call many my friends. In November I laid out about 60 bucks to get a discount card. it gives me 20% off every visit, 30% on Mondays, and 6 coupons for free appetizers. I get 25% off during my birth month, so I plan to be there often in June. The card has paid for itself easily.
In addition, I have been lucky to meet so many cool people who frequent there. Some live in the area, some are just passing through. So it is an interesting blend. A lot of the local basketball players live in Eastwood so it is cool to see them. The local favorite is Justin Melton of the San Mig Super Coffee Mixers. He is such a nice guy and it has been a pleasure getting to know him.
Outside of the basketball players, I have met rappers, DJs, businessmen, musicians such as the guys from Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, local celebrities such as newsmen and newswomen, and others. It is kind of cool they decide to hang out at Fridays.
I have also made some great friends. One is a German named Rolf. He lives on the island of Palawan with his wife and they come to Eastwood occasionally to check on a condo here. Last December, they invited Suzy and I out for dinner and since then I always look forward to Rolf's return here which is usually every couple months...I also look forward to a visit to Palawan. That will be a relaxing vacation. A few weeks ago, I was at Fridays and a younger guy was at the bar by himself. He came up to me and said, "are you Chuck? I am Stefan, son of Rolf. He said you may be here." Yes, Yes I am.
The staff of Fridays are the stars of the show. They are extremely good. In a country where most restaurants do not excell at superior service, Fridays is the best. Most places ignore customers once the food arrives. Getting the bill is a challenge. Fridays is never a problem. They are attentive. The food is good, too.
In the United States, it is no secret that I love roller derby. The servers of Fridays are my replacement. The servers wear bright or unique tights. Some are single or multi colored designs, or the US flag, or something else crazy. Its like they just need skates and a helmet.
As the servers go, they are all my favorite. A lot of the guys I play basketball with on Tuesdays when we can. Sam, one of the servers has helped me learn Tagalog words and phrases and I thank her very much.
The story at Fridays does change, Management changes often which is disappointing. I understand, but it is too bad. Some of the servers have moved on once their contract was up. Hopefully corporate realizes that stable managers are key for a good experience from the top down. My favorite manager is leaving soon to go across town. Time for change...
Well i will wrap this up. Its Friday, and maybe I will go to Fridays. I am lucky to have a great establishment nearby that everyone does know my name.
"Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows Your name."
Well for me, my Cheers is TGI Fridays in Eastwood City. It is right across the street from our condo. We are lucky to have such a great place nearby that reminds us of home and still has a flair for the Philippines.
The staff is incredibly friendly and I am so blessed to call many my friends. In November I laid out about 60 bucks to get a discount card. it gives me 20% off every visit, 30% on Mondays, and 6 coupons for free appetizers. I get 25% off during my birth month, so I plan to be there often in June. The card has paid for itself easily.
In addition, I have been lucky to meet so many cool people who frequent there. Some live in the area, some are just passing through. So it is an interesting blend. A lot of the local basketball players live in Eastwood so it is cool to see them. The local favorite is Justin Melton of the San Mig Super Coffee Mixers. He is such a nice guy and it has been a pleasure getting to know him.
Outside of the basketball players, I have met rappers, DJs, businessmen, musicians such as the guys from Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, local celebrities such as newsmen and newswomen, and others. It is kind of cool they decide to hang out at Fridays.
I have also made some great friends. One is a German named Rolf. He lives on the island of Palawan with his wife and they come to Eastwood occasionally to check on a condo here. Last December, they invited Suzy and I out for dinner and since then I always look forward to Rolf's return here which is usually every couple months...I also look forward to a visit to Palawan. That will be a relaxing vacation. A few weeks ago, I was at Fridays and a younger guy was at the bar by himself. He came up to me and said, "are you Chuck? I am Stefan, son of Rolf. He said you may be here." Yes, Yes I am.
The staff of Fridays are the stars of the show. They are extremely good. In a country where most restaurants do not excell at superior service, Fridays is the best. Most places ignore customers once the food arrives. Getting the bill is a challenge. Fridays is never a problem. They are attentive. The food is good, too.
In the United States, it is no secret that I love roller derby. The servers of Fridays are my replacement. The servers wear bright or unique tights. Some are single or multi colored designs, or the US flag, or something else crazy. Its like they just need skates and a helmet.
As the servers go, they are all my favorite. A lot of the guys I play basketball with on Tuesdays when we can. Sam, one of the servers has helped me learn Tagalog words and phrases and I thank her very much.
The story at Fridays does change, Management changes often which is disappointing. I understand, but it is too bad. Some of the servers have moved on once their contract was up. Hopefully corporate realizes that stable managers are key for a good experience from the top down. My favorite manager is leaving soon to go across town. Time for change...
Well i will wrap this up. Its Friday, and maybe I will go to Fridays. I am lucky to have a great establishment nearby that everyone does know my name.
Chilling in the Philippines--Waiting in line
May 23, 2014
Well it has been a long time since I have blogged. Time to fire up the cpu again. Today willbe a doubleheader day. The second one will be a blog about Friday's. I have wanted to write about TGI for months, but the story kept changing, so it got delayed. I am just going to write a short blog about it and then augment as time goes on.
I still do not have full time employment here in the PHP. Getting a work visa is tough. I am working through the interview process with an international company now and will see how it goes. I am not holding my breath. In the meantime I assist Suzy with whatever and have been able to help her friend and co-worker Melissa, who has also come here for a time from Iowa. Part of my duties is going down to the taxi stand in the evening and waiting for a cab so they can get ready and not have an extra 45 minutes or hour added to their day. Usual wait is around 45 minutes although sometimes there is no wait. Thursdays, Fridays and any day it is raining are the worst.
During my time in line I have challenged myself to come up with new ways to be entertained. I listed to enough music working out, so I do not bring the Ipod, but I do have my phone. I try to stay off except to text Suzy with updates.
One day I followed a huge Palmetto bug as it crossed the road. It made it all the way across. Inexplicably, the insect decided to turn back and do another lap back (living dangerously I guess) only to get squished by a van.
Most locals are very friendly, but pretty shy. so usually no one talks to me. Last Friday, a guy of middle eastern descent I would guess, was in line ahead of me with a Filipina. She was sitting nearby on a bench. After 30 minutes of waiting, he decided to join her on the bench and did not say a word. As I finally got close... He jumped up from the bench and cut back in front of me. I said, "Oh now you are back in line?" The tiny guy said, "I was here and got tired and sat." I said, "you were out of line." He just gave me the hand and turned. There are some very rude people here in the Philippines and almost always has to do with them cutting in front in line.
Tonight was a long line. It started to move fast, then grinded to a halt. A few person lengths ahead of me, I noticed a beetle on its back, flailing its legs helplessly. It took about 10 minutes to get to it. When I did I propped him up on his feet. He then took a few steps to a curb and flipped upside down again. I helped right his ship again and as he crawled up the curb, I put my foot under so as to keep him from falling. he then got to the top! I watched as he just kind of hung out on the top step. I then moved forward a ways.
Hoping he was on his way to safety I looked back to see his location just in time to spy a lady kicking him back down the step and onto his back. He was in the helpless position again. At that time, I was too far way to help.
On a broader scale, I started to over-analyze. Should I have never helped? Should I have just stomped him? I think I did the right thing. I hope he makes it.
This last weekend marked the 6th anniversary of an event that I think about a lot. I was leaving Suzy's house on a Sunday afternoon to go home to newton. I was on 2nd Ave heading South From Ankeny to I-80 when I happened upon an accident that happened about 15 seconds prior. I essentially was the first or second to stop. I called 911 and ran to the scene. A car and pickup had collided head-on. The car was in one side of the intersection, the pickup in a ditch and it was smoking. The Pickup had destroyed a telephone pole. Another guy had stopped and met me at the pickup. We opened the door and saw an elderly man in bad shape from Mahaska county. he was all bloody and didn't look responsive. The other gentleman who stopped was an EMT in the Navy and he said he had this. He gave me directions to make sure traffic was clear around him so they did not get hit and to find first responders.
At the same time, the elderly guy stopped breathing. Mr. EMT started CPR and brought him back. I got traffic moving and in 8 minutes, the first responders from Saylor arrived. I advised of the situation and they took over and got the elderly guy to the hospital. The day was saved. The wife of the hero told me I was a hero for being in the right place and taking orders. Nice for her to say, but her husband is the hero. I never saw or heard anything on the news about this. I have no idea if the old guy passed away or is still driving a fixed up pick up all over Oskaloosa. I hope he made it. The Hero? he was from Illinois and just happened to be driving to Ankeny to visit family. Talk about right place at the right time. he deserved a medal.
So, everyone in the US, please have a safe Memorial Day Weekend. When you fire up the grill, be careful. To all my friends here, just have a great weekend.
Take care, everyone.
Chuck
Well it has been a long time since I have blogged. Time to fire up the cpu again. Today willbe a doubleheader day. The second one will be a blog about Friday's. I have wanted to write about TGI for months, but the story kept changing, so it got delayed. I am just going to write a short blog about it and then augment as time goes on.
I still do not have full time employment here in the PHP. Getting a work visa is tough. I am working through the interview process with an international company now and will see how it goes. I am not holding my breath. In the meantime I assist Suzy with whatever and have been able to help her friend and co-worker Melissa, who has also come here for a time from Iowa. Part of my duties is going down to the taxi stand in the evening and waiting for a cab so they can get ready and not have an extra 45 minutes or hour added to their day. Usual wait is around 45 minutes although sometimes there is no wait. Thursdays, Fridays and any day it is raining are the worst.
During my time in line I have challenged myself to come up with new ways to be entertained. I listed to enough music working out, so I do not bring the Ipod, but I do have my phone. I try to stay off except to text Suzy with updates.
One day I followed a huge Palmetto bug as it crossed the road. It made it all the way across. Inexplicably, the insect decided to turn back and do another lap back (living dangerously I guess) only to get squished by a van.
Most locals are very friendly, but pretty shy. so usually no one talks to me. Last Friday, a guy of middle eastern descent I would guess, was in line ahead of me with a Filipina. She was sitting nearby on a bench. After 30 minutes of waiting, he decided to join her on the bench and did not say a word. As I finally got close... He jumped up from the bench and cut back in front of me. I said, "Oh now you are back in line?" The tiny guy said, "I was here and got tired and sat." I said, "you were out of line." He just gave me the hand and turned. There are some very rude people here in the Philippines and almost always has to do with them cutting in front in line.
Tonight was a long line. It started to move fast, then grinded to a halt. A few person lengths ahead of me, I noticed a beetle on its back, flailing its legs helplessly. It took about 10 minutes to get to it. When I did I propped him up on his feet. He then took a few steps to a curb and flipped upside down again. I helped right his ship again and as he crawled up the curb, I put my foot under so as to keep him from falling. he then got to the top! I watched as he just kind of hung out on the top step. I then moved forward a ways.
Hoping he was on his way to safety I looked back to see his location just in time to spy a lady kicking him back down the step and onto his back. He was in the helpless position again. At that time, I was too far way to help.
On a broader scale, I started to over-analyze. Should I have never helped? Should I have just stomped him? I think I did the right thing. I hope he makes it.
This last weekend marked the 6th anniversary of an event that I think about a lot. I was leaving Suzy's house on a Sunday afternoon to go home to newton. I was on 2nd Ave heading South From Ankeny to I-80 when I happened upon an accident that happened about 15 seconds prior. I essentially was the first or second to stop. I called 911 and ran to the scene. A car and pickup had collided head-on. The car was in one side of the intersection, the pickup in a ditch and it was smoking. The Pickup had destroyed a telephone pole. Another guy had stopped and met me at the pickup. We opened the door and saw an elderly man in bad shape from Mahaska county. he was all bloody and didn't look responsive. The other gentleman who stopped was an EMT in the Navy and he said he had this. He gave me directions to make sure traffic was clear around him so they did not get hit and to find first responders.
At the same time, the elderly guy stopped breathing. Mr. EMT started CPR and brought him back. I got traffic moving and in 8 minutes, the first responders from Saylor arrived. I advised of the situation and they took over and got the elderly guy to the hospital. The day was saved. The wife of the hero told me I was a hero for being in the right place and taking orders. Nice for her to say, but her husband is the hero. I never saw or heard anything on the news about this. I have no idea if the old guy passed away or is still driving a fixed up pick up all over Oskaloosa. I hope he made it. The Hero? he was from Illinois and just happened to be driving to Ankeny to visit family. Talk about right place at the right time. he deserved a medal.
So, everyone in the US, please have a safe Memorial Day Weekend. When you fire up the grill, be careful. To all my friends here, just have a great weekend.
Take care, everyone.
Chuck
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Chilling in the Philippines-- Birthday Party time!
April 03, 2014
First let me take a moment to give thoughts and prayers to those hurt or killed senselessly at Fort Hood and to all those involved in the care of the wounded. Thank you to those who defend America and thank you to those who defend our health.
Okay, now on to a much happier topic. Birthday Parties! A few weeks ago, Suzy and I was invited by a friend here, Melvin, to go to his youngest son's birthday party. It was to be on an upcoming Saturday. Saturdays are the toughest day for us. Suzy gets home and she is really in limbo... she can sleep right away, but then she is up at like 8 or 9 at night and there isnt a lot for her then or she can hold out as long as possible, and then sleep and have a more normal Sunday. She chooses the latter, which made me solo for Saturday night.
The party was being held at a restaurant in a mall not too far away and was to be from 6-8 p.m. in the evening. I was excited as besides getting to see Melvin, another friend, Mitch, and his wife Mandy were to be in attendance too. I knew I would have people to talk to during the festivities. So I got in a cab and headed to the mall and then in to the Jollibee restaurant for the party.
Jollibee
Jollibee is like the McDonalds here in the Philippines. I like Jollibee. They are everywhere, they have a cool be mascot/logo, and the food isn't bad (especially for how inexpensive it is). Employees where uniforms that are boy scout tan and then have stripes of yellow, orange and red on one side going from top to bottom. Think Old Houston Astros logo, but vertical instead of horizontal and on a Boy scout looking uniform. Everyone, like most all places here, are very friendly. Great staff. The food is relatively low priced. I can get a burger called a Yum for about a $1 American. Spaghetti is less than that. they have a 2 piece chicken and rice dinner that is like $2 I think. Desserts are good, too. Mango pies, good ice cream... it is fine by me. Jollibee there has a separate party room and I begin to gravitate to that area, looking for Mel or Mitchell...
Quick Aside
The first time I went to ISU to visit Zach Hickman and Bryan Hendrickson, I got to the dorm before they got back from class. Their neighbor, Matt Ralston, saw me in the hall and said, "you must be Chuck." Sure am. Well while looking around at Jollibee, I heard a voice. "Chuck?" "Yes." It was Mel's Mom. I am glad I am a recognizable guy. Although it was probably easy... just let folks know that if they see a bigger white guy walking around... his name is Chuck and he is with the party. Mel's Mother confirmed I was in the right spot and she introduced me to Mel's family, including his father, Ding.
Ding
In the short time I have known Melvin, I have found him a very enjoyable person to be around. He is very upbeat. He is also from Tacloban (area affected by Typhoon Yolanda) and yet, he is always smiling. Pictures I've seen of him and his family are always very happy. I really enjoy seeing that closeness and joy. After getting to meet his father and spend time talking to him, I see where it comes to. What a great experience. Ding and I talked about family and the Philippines and about life. As people came in one could see the level of respect shown. I knew I was with people that were very important in this family structure. I enjoyed hearing stories of his grandchildren and seeing them interact with him. He also gave me advice on a shortcut to tell the taxi driver so that my cab ride home would be shorter. Bonus!
Party time
The room was now filled and it is time to get the party started. Jollibee had 2 employees whose job was really just to be liaisons and MC's for the shindig. One lady was on the microphone talking to everyone and the other was coordinating prizes, games, food, etc. Yes, it was these ladies job, but they attacked this soiree with a passion (like it was their job). It was really refreshing. Being of late teens or early 20s, I'd imagine, I was impressed with how into it they were. Not just going through the motions. They knew names and truly were like part of the group. But first, prayer. My goal for the night was to just fit in, have fun with friends, and learn of new experiences. Because most of the talking was in Tagalog, I was a little unaware of what was happening... such as everyone getting up for prayer. Thank goodness Ding had my back and he said, "Chuck, please stand."
I think a great start of any party, whether it be a wedding reception, a family reunion, or a birthday party is to get the kids engaged early and often. Jollibee excelled at that. Every youngster had crayons and a place mat to decorate. Then following prayer was group kids games. The first one was a scavenger hunt game. The Jollibee leader would yell out a a rhyme and then would say "find me something that starts with the letter...." and then kids would race to their parents and get an item. Letter P-- kids ran and got phones... The first couple back would get little prizes. Very good idea to get them up and active. Then it was time for another game... This one was kind of like musical chairs. all of the kids were in a group. The leader then would yell out a saying and say " get in a group of ..." and then children had to assemble in a group of that number. any stragglers were then eliminated, given a parting gift and the game proceeded until there were 2. Fun and educational games for youngsters and they had no idea they were counting and using letters.
They then had an adult game. 2 teams, guys and gals, 5 to a side, were lined up single file. The object of the relay race was to pass a balloon first backwards between their legs to the back of the line and then forwards handed over the shoulder. Once it got the front, that person had to do a little dance that was kind of a cross between twerking and the chicken dance. That person heads to the back of the line and the balloon goes down and up again until all have had a chance to shake their moneymaker. The gals were much more adept at the relay then the guys, but not as spirited. The Gals won and it was a funny icebreaker for everyone. Fun to see everyone acting a fool and having fun. It was clear that all were comfortable with each other and having fun.
Whats a party without food?
As previously mentioned, I do like Jollibee food. Everyone got a chicken and rice dinner and spaghetti. The spaghetti sauce here is sweeter than in America and it has hot dogs in it. Now, my German friend Rolf who lives down in the Province of Palawan, he will tell you it is the worst food ever. He hates Jollibee spaghetti. he thinks I am crazy for liking it. To me, it is like the flavor of the Spaghetti-o's or Chef Boyardee meals in a can I enjoyed as a youngster. The chicken was good, rice was good and spaghetti very good. One thing I am not adept at yet is using both utensils at the same time while eating. People here are masters. They are wizards with the fork and spoon to cut into chicken and scoop some rice with it prior to a dunk in gravy. It is impressive. Following the food, we had a hot fudge sundae and washed everything down with Sarsi (root beer).
Picture time
Following food... it was picture time. Now I clearly am of the opinion that the Philippines is the selfie capital of the world. The Jollibee mascot arrived and this big bee came in. The bee saw me and pointed to my belly and made a laughing gesture. Thank you Jollibee. I thought to myself, " I'd assault you for that, but I do not want to start an international incident". I can see the headlines on FB... "American man accosts restaurant mascot during 7 year old's birthday party." I just pointed at its belly too and then took a selfie with the Jollibee. During all the pictures we sang an official Happy Birthday and all crowded in for a big group selfie. I had never seen this before, but one person had a telescoping pole with an attachment the phone connected to. This allowed for larger group pictures.
How quickly 2 hours flies by... and what a fun time! Following pictures the party started to wrap up. I extended my thanks to Mel and his family for including me. I sincerely feel it was an honor to be allowed to celebrate with their family and friends. I really appreciated the gesture.
I got into a cab and headed home (the fast way, thanks to Ding) full on Jollibee. It was Saturday night and time to stop by TGI Friday's on my walk to the Condo. Ahhh Friday's... well that will be the topic of my next blog... then I think since we have been here 7 months... time to have another recap of things I love and things I find challenging here in the Philippines.
Take care of yourselves, everybody.
Chuck
First let me take a moment to give thoughts and prayers to those hurt or killed senselessly at Fort Hood and to all those involved in the care of the wounded. Thank you to those who defend America and thank you to those who defend our health.
Okay, now on to a much happier topic. Birthday Parties! A few weeks ago, Suzy and I was invited by a friend here, Melvin, to go to his youngest son's birthday party. It was to be on an upcoming Saturday. Saturdays are the toughest day for us. Suzy gets home and she is really in limbo... she can sleep right away, but then she is up at like 8 or 9 at night and there isnt a lot for her then or she can hold out as long as possible, and then sleep and have a more normal Sunday. She chooses the latter, which made me solo for Saturday night.
The party was being held at a restaurant in a mall not too far away and was to be from 6-8 p.m. in the evening. I was excited as besides getting to see Melvin, another friend, Mitch, and his wife Mandy were to be in attendance too. I knew I would have people to talk to during the festivities. So I got in a cab and headed to the mall and then in to the Jollibee restaurant for the party.
Jollibee
Jollibee is like the McDonalds here in the Philippines. I like Jollibee. They are everywhere, they have a cool be mascot/logo, and the food isn't bad (especially for how inexpensive it is). Employees where uniforms that are boy scout tan and then have stripes of yellow, orange and red on one side going from top to bottom. Think Old Houston Astros logo, but vertical instead of horizontal and on a Boy scout looking uniform. Everyone, like most all places here, are very friendly. Great staff. The food is relatively low priced. I can get a burger called a Yum for about a $1 American. Spaghetti is less than that. they have a 2 piece chicken and rice dinner that is like $2 I think. Desserts are good, too. Mango pies, good ice cream... it is fine by me. Jollibee there has a separate party room and I begin to gravitate to that area, looking for Mel or Mitchell...
Quick Aside
The first time I went to ISU to visit Zach Hickman and Bryan Hendrickson, I got to the dorm before they got back from class. Their neighbor, Matt Ralston, saw me in the hall and said, "you must be Chuck." Sure am. Well while looking around at Jollibee, I heard a voice. "Chuck?" "Yes." It was Mel's Mom. I am glad I am a recognizable guy. Although it was probably easy... just let folks know that if they see a bigger white guy walking around... his name is Chuck and he is with the party. Mel's Mother confirmed I was in the right spot and she introduced me to Mel's family, including his father, Ding.
Ding
In the short time I have known Melvin, I have found him a very enjoyable person to be around. He is very upbeat. He is also from Tacloban (area affected by Typhoon Yolanda) and yet, he is always smiling. Pictures I've seen of him and his family are always very happy. I really enjoy seeing that closeness and joy. After getting to meet his father and spend time talking to him, I see where it comes to. What a great experience. Ding and I talked about family and the Philippines and about life. As people came in one could see the level of respect shown. I knew I was with people that were very important in this family structure. I enjoyed hearing stories of his grandchildren and seeing them interact with him. He also gave me advice on a shortcut to tell the taxi driver so that my cab ride home would be shorter. Bonus!
Party time
The room was now filled and it is time to get the party started. Jollibee had 2 employees whose job was really just to be liaisons and MC's for the shindig. One lady was on the microphone talking to everyone and the other was coordinating prizes, games, food, etc. Yes, it was these ladies job, but they attacked this soiree with a passion (like it was their job). It was really refreshing. Being of late teens or early 20s, I'd imagine, I was impressed with how into it they were. Not just going through the motions. They knew names and truly were like part of the group. But first, prayer. My goal for the night was to just fit in, have fun with friends, and learn of new experiences. Because most of the talking was in Tagalog, I was a little unaware of what was happening... such as everyone getting up for prayer. Thank goodness Ding had my back and he said, "Chuck, please stand."
I think a great start of any party, whether it be a wedding reception, a family reunion, or a birthday party is to get the kids engaged early and often. Jollibee excelled at that. Every youngster had crayons and a place mat to decorate. Then following prayer was group kids games. The first one was a scavenger hunt game. The Jollibee leader would yell out a a rhyme and then would say "find me something that starts with the letter...." and then kids would race to their parents and get an item. Letter P-- kids ran and got phones... The first couple back would get little prizes. Very good idea to get them up and active. Then it was time for another game... This one was kind of like musical chairs. all of the kids were in a group. The leader then would yell out a saying and say " get in a group of ..." and then children had to assemble in a group of that number. any stragglers were then eliminated, given a parting gift and the game proceeded until there were 2. Fun and educational games for youngsters and they had no idea they were counting and using letters.
They then had an adult game. 2 teams, guys and gals, 5 to a side, were lined up single file. The object of the relay race was to pass a balloon first backwards between their legs to the back of the line and then forwards handed over the shoulder. Once it got the front, that person had to do a little dance that was kind of a cross between twerking and the chicken dance. That person heads to the back of the line and the balloon goes down and up again until all have had a chance to shake their moneymaker. The gals were much more adept at the relay then the guys, but not as spirited. The Gals won and it was a funny icebreaker for everyone. Fun to see everyone acting a fool and having fun. It was clear that all were comfortable with each other and having fun.
Whats a party without food?
As previously mentioned, I do like Jollibee food. Everyone got a chicken and rice dinner and spaghetti. The spaghetti sauce here is sweeter than in America and it has hot dogs in it. Now, my German friend Rolf who lives down in the Province of Palawan, he will tell you it is the worst food ever. He hates Jollibee spaghetti. he thinks I am crazy for liking it. To me, it is like the flavor of the Spaghetti-o's or Chef Boyardee meals in a can I enjoyed as a youngster. The chicken was good, rice was good and spaghetti very good. One thing I am not adept at yet is using both utensils at the same time while eating. People here are masters. They are wizards with the fork and spoon to cut into chicken and scoop some rice with it prior to a dunk in gravy. It is impressive. Following the food, we had a hot fudge sundae and washed everything down with Sarsi (root beer).
Picture time
Following food... it was picture time. Now I clearly am of the opinion that the Philippines is the selfie capital of the world. The Jollibee mascot arrived and this big bee came in. The bee saw me and pointed to my belly and made a laughing gesture. Thank you Jollibee. I thought to myself, " I'd assault you for that, but I do not want to start an international incident". I can see the headlines on FB... "American man accosts restaurant mascot during 7 year old's birthday party." I just pointed at its belly too and then took a selfie with the Jollibee. During all the pictures we sang an official Happy Birthday and all crowded in for a big group selfie. I had never seen this before, but one person had a telescoping pole with an attachment the phone connected to. This allowed for larger group pictures.
How quickly 2 hours flies by... and what a fun time! Following pictures the party started to wrap up. I extended my thanks to Mel and his family for including me. I sincerely feel it was an honor to be allowed to celebrate with their family and friends. I really appreciated the gesture.
I got into a cab and headed home (the fast way, thanks to Ding) full on Jollibee. It was Saturday night and time to stop by TGI Friday's on my walk to the Condo. Ahhh Friday's... well that will be the topic of my next blog... then I think since we have been here 7 months... time to have another recap of things I love and things I find challenging here in the Philippines.
Take care of yourselves, everybody.
Chuck
Chilling in the Philippines--- McKinley Hill-- Never a dull moment
April 03, 2014
Well I had planned on writing about a birthday party here and about my favorite hangout spot... But those will come soon. I wanted to knock this one out while I am thinking about it...
Let me explain Manila and the lay of the land of the Philippines to the people back home who have not been here. Manila itself is just the second largest city in a group called Metro Manila. Kind of like Chicagoland for those from there or the QCA for those on the Mississippi river or the Des Moines Metro. We live in a sub-city called Eastwood City (Like West Glen in WDM) of the largest city, Quezon City. Metro Manila is made up of 16 cities like Quezon City but by land area... is only 3 times larger than Des Moines itself (not including suburbs. For every square mile in Des Moines, there is 2,515 people. Here in Metro Manila, there is 48,000 people per square mile. About 12 million in the Metro total per Wikipedia, but I have heard from many locals the number is close to 13 or 14 million. So 3 times larger in mass but 19 times more dense in people.
Eastwood City is a development owned by a company called Megaworld. Their goal is to have inclusive spots that are one stop shopping. Jobs, restaurants, churches, schools, bars, all in one gated area. It is loosely based on Las Vegas. Lots of lights, fountains, and fun. They also own one south of here called McKinley Hill, which is more like a Venice or Tuscany type design. McKinley Hill houses the Wells Fargo office I had applied at and had been told I would be hired... only for them to string me along for 4 months and then say the job was not available any longer and not offer anything else. It also houses the Cognizant building that I have to go to every 2 months to keep my passport stamp up to date and me legal.
Now that I have my passport, and after a week of them figuring it out... the powers that be advised Suzy to have me go to their McKinley office and bring my new Passport. Last week I went there... They moved to a new building which is right across from the Wells Fargo Building... HOORAY! let me give a read between the lines salute! Getting there one takes a thoroughfare called C-5 and it is like going from Ankeny to Southridge in DSM by taking 14th the whole way. Or in the SouthSide of Chicago, taking Cicero from 167th to 95th. Thats the road to take and there isnt a faster way here. Not as many stoplights but still plenty of stop and go. Takes 20-30 minutes depending on traffic one way and is without fail around 170 to 180 pesos (four bucks or so). I get there and the outside guard takes my information and calls up to my contact. I then get to wait in a lobby that has no chairs. Its a new building so maybe they are on order?
20 minutes later the contact comes down. She takes my new passport and asks where the old one is. "What ?" "Yes sir. We need both." "Ok. but that was not what we were told." "Sorry." SO for about 30 seconds I was steamed. I have to go all the way back home and then all the way back to McKinley. I don't get things like this, Why there is such a lack of communication but then I just say to myself-- "it's not America, things are done differently. and hey its a good story." so I get home grab the Passport and return. I was able to then get that straightened out-- gave them both passports and go on with my day. Yes it took 2 hours longer than I had planned, but what else was really pressing? Its not like I had to be back to do my job.
Suzy has has had a couple co-workers from Des Moines who also have come over here and they live one building over from Eastwood. As much as I have learned from the people here and as much as I enjoy them, it is great to have a conversation with someone about Iowa and they know what we are talking about. The latest one to come over, Melissa, had to go take care of her passport stuff at Cognizant this week. Since I know the route I went with her as a guide to help. I couldn't volunteer my services fast enough. Its great to me-- I get to see more of the Metro and I get to talk with someone from back home. win win. We get to McKinley and at the building the guard allows Melissa access immediately... Me... not so much. I was wearing shorts and a polo. same get up as the week prior, but this week... NO. "Sorry, sir you are not allowed. Shorts." I replied, " I can't come in because I am wearing shorts? Why was I allowed in last week?" "Sorry sir." and then he motioned that I leave. WTF!!!
So here we go again, 30 seconds of being worked up... then the obligatory "it's not America, things are done differently. and hey its a good story." At least it will be about 2 more months until I have to go back to that area.
Take care of yourselves, everyone.
Chuck
Well I had planned on writing about a birthday party here and about my favorite hangout spot... But those will come soon. I wanted to knock this one out while I am thinking about it...
Let me explain Manila and the lay of the land of the Philippines to the people back home who have not been here. Manila itself is just the second largest city in a group called Metro Manila. Kind of like Chicagoland for those from there or the QCA for those on the Mississippi river or the Des Moines Metro. We live in a sub-city called Eastwood City (Like West Glen in WDM) of the largest city, Quezon City. Metro Manila is made up of 16 cities like Quezon City but by land area... is only 3 times larger than Des Moines itself (not including suburbs. For every square mile in Des Moines, there is 2,515 people. Here in Metro Manila, there is 48,000 people per square mile. About 12 million in the Metro total per Wikipedia, but I have heard from many locals the number is close to 13 or 14 million. So 3 times larger in mass but 19 times more dense in people.
Eastwood City is a development owned by a company called Megaworld. Their goal is to have inclusive spots that are one stop shopping. Jobs, restaurants, churches, schools, bars, all in one gated area. It is loosely based on Las Vegas. Lots of lights, fountains, and fun. They also own one south of here called McKinley Hill, which is more like a Venice or Tuscany type design. McKinley Hill houses the Wells Fargo office I had applied at and had been told I would be hired... only for them to string me along for 4 months and then say the job was not available any longer and not offer anything else. It also houses the Cognizant building that I have to go to every 2 months to keep my passport stamp up to date and me legal.
Now that I have my passport, and after a week of them figuring it out... the powers that be advised Suzy to have me go to their McKinley office and bring my new Passport. Last week I went there... They moved to a new building which is right across from the Wells Fargo Building... HOORAY! let me give a read between the lines salute! Getting there one takes a thoroughfare called C-5 and it is like going from Ankeny to Southridge in DSM by taking 14th the whole way. Or in the SouthSide of Chicago, taking Cicero from 167th to 95th. Thats the road to take and there isnt a faster way here. Not as many stoplights but still plenty of stop and go. Takes 20-30 minutes depending on traffic one way and is without fail around 170 to 180 pesos (four bucks or so). I get there and the outside guard takes my information and calls up to my contact. I then get to wait in a lobby that has no chairs. Its a new building so maybe they are on order?
20 minutes later the contact comes down. She takes my new passport and asks where the old one is. "What ?" "Yes sir. We need both." "Ok. but that was not what we were told." "Sorry." SO for about 30 seconds I was steamed. I have to go all the way back home and then all the way back to McKinley. I don't get things like this, Why there is such a lack of communication but then I just say to myself-- "it's not America, things are done differently. and hey its a good story." so I get home grab the Passport and return. I was able to then get that straightened out-- gave them both passports and go on with my day. Yes it took 2 hours longer than I had planned, but what else was really pressing? Its not like I had to be back to do my job.
Suzy has has had a couple co-workers from Des Moines who also have come over here and they live one building over from Eastwood. As much as I have learned from the people here and as much as I enjoy them, it is great to have a conversation with someone about Iowa and they know what we are talking about. The latest one to come over, Melissa, had to go take care of her passport stuff at Cognizant this week. Since I know the route I went with her as a guide to help. I couldn't volunteer my services fast enough. Its great to me-- I get to see more of the Metro and I get to talk with someone from back home. win win. We get to McKinley and at the building the guard allows Melissa access immediately... Me... not so much. I was wearing shorts and a polo. same get up as the week prior, but this week... NO. "Sorry, sir you are not allowed. Shorts." I replied, " I can't come in because I am wearing shorts? Why was I allowed in last week?" "Sorry sir." and then he motioned that I leave. WTF!!!
So here we go again, 30 seconds of being worked up... then the obligatory "it's not America, things are done differently. and hey its a good story." At least it will be about 2 more months until I have to go back to that area.
Take care of yourselves, everyone.
Chuck
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Chilling in the Philippines--The 3 B's
March 16, 2014
Good day everybody!
When I was still in the US, awaiting our journey to the Philippines, I did some reading. I read that the 3 major sports and past times on the islands was basketball, boxing and billiards. The 3 B's. #4 is probably cockfighting. Now cockfighting, when on tv, makes my stomach turn. I can't do it. But the 3 B's, yes. It was my goal to take all 3 in actively and although it took 6 months, I have done it.
Boxing--
As I wrote about in an earlier blog, Boxing is huge here. The joke is.. "traffic is heavy in Manila, except when Manny Pacquiao fights." We accomplished the goal of taking in boxing by going to Manny's last fight. It was in a movie theatre. Fun times. He fights again next month, not sure if Suzy will join me this time...
Billiards--
I was able to try my hand in billiards. I like Pool, but am not a shark. Suzy and I liked going to Big Dogs or shooting pool with friends back home, but generally I play about once or twice a year. Here in Eastwood city, there is a great bowling alley in the 4th floor of the mall. Half of the complex is dedicated to bowling, the other half billiards. Billiards here is a little different from the aspect that a staff member racks and also helps out. As with Bowling, the guy sets up everything. He asked if he could assist with me putting on my shoes. I am used to being in America and when I lose, I rack... no. Here there is a guy who does that. I went with a local manager of a Mexican Restaurant and we were able to play 6 or 7 games in an hour. Cost was low for an hour of billiards and it was fun. We made plans to do that more often and although we haven't yet, I am sure we will be back. If nothing else I hope to bowl every couple weeks. I bowled a 168 and 136 the last time out, which is good for me since I also do not bowl a lot.
Basketball--
Hoops is my favorite of these 3 back home. Suzy and I miss not going to Iowa Energy games back home. Ive been lucky to experience basketball in a few ways. San Mig is the local team I have identified with as the team I will follow. It now helps that since I made that proclamation when arriving, that I have become friends with a few of their players. I also have made friends with a couple others who live in our building and play for other teams. They are all great guys and quite personable. it's fun to watch them on TV then see them later out and about. The games in person are great. They are so Live. Fans are loud, and knowledgeable. Its fun to see. 2 weeks ago, I took experiencing basketball to a new level. The guys at Fridays invited me to run with them in a weekly Tuesday night game.
The court is just outside Eastwood. It is an outdoor, covered court. I play on the side of the servers or front of the house against the cooks or back of the house. 20 years ago, I used to play with the old guys at noon at the Newton YMCA and sunday nights in the summer with my friends at Aurora Park. Before that was Basketball fun with my friends at Augustana. Well this is 20 years later. My knees are 20 years older and I am 20 years heavier. I will tell you though, it is fun getting back out. I do not have the range as I once did, but I can still bury the 3 (especially when unguarded). Well in two weeks of games, we haven't won yet with my help, but there is always next week.
One unique aspect to the court is Mosquitoes, they are thick. We have a cheering section, but a bug bomb is necessary for the bleachers. An item that comes in handy here is a bug zapper that is shaped like a tennis racquet. Maybe I should invest in one of those. I can practice tennis and kill skeeters. At least while running up and down the court the mosquitoes aren't an issue. I would hate posting up and then having to deal with a swarm of bugs chomping on me. The bugs might just become a 4th B.
Following the game, we go and enjoy local food. Last Tuesday, I tried Chicken Butt and Chicken feet. next Tuesday, who knows.
Take care of yourself everyone,
Prayers to those aboard the missing Malaysian Airlines jet--
Chuck
Good day everybody!
When I was still in the US, awaiting our journey to the Philippines, I did some reading. I read that the 3 major sports and past times on the islands was basketball, boxing and billiards. The 3 B's. #4 is probably cockfighting. Now cockfighting, when on tv, makes my stomach turn. I can't do it. But the 3 B's, yes. It was my goal to take all 3 in actively and although it took 6 months, I have done it.
Boxing--
As I wrote about in an earlier blog, Boxing is huge here. The joke is.. "traffic is heavy in Manila, except when Manny Pacquiao fights." We accomplished the goal of taking in boxing by going to Manny's last fight. It was in a movie theatre. Fun times. He fights again next month, not sure if Suzy will join me this time...
Billiards--
I was able to try my hand in billiards. I like Pool, but am not a shark. Suzy and I liked going to Big Dogs or shooting pool with friends back home, but generally I play about once or twice a year. Here in Eastwood city, there is a great bowling alley in the 4th floor of the mall. Half of the complex is dedicated to bowling, the other half billiards. Billiards here is a little different from the aspect that a staff member racks and also helps out. As with Bowling, the guy sets up everything. He asked if he could assist with me putting on my shoes. I am used to being in America and when I lose, I rack... no. Here there is a guy who does that. I went with a local manager of a Mexican Restaurant and we were able to play 6 or 7 games in an hour. Cost was low for an hour of billiards and it was fun. We made plans to do that more often and although we haven't yet, I am sure we will be back. If nothing else I hope to bowl every couple weeks. I bowled a 168 and 136 the last time out, which is good for me since I also do not bowl a lot.
Basketball--
Hoops is my favorite of these 3 back home. Suzy and I miss not going to Iowa Energy games back home. Ive been lucky to experience basketball in a few ways. San Mig is the local team I have identified with as the team I will follow. It now helps that since I made that proclamation when arriving, that I have become friends with a few of their players. I also have made friends with a couple others who live in our building and play for other teams. They are all great guys and quite personable. it's fun to watch them on TV then see them later out and about. The games in person are great. They are so Live. Fans are loud, and knowledgeable. Its fun to see. 2 weeks ago, I took experiencing basketball to a new level. The guys at Fridays invited me to run with them in a weekly Tuesday night game.
The court is just outside Eastwood. It is an outdoor, covered court. I play on the side of the servers or front of the house against the cooks or back of the house. 20 years ago, I used to play with the old guys at noon at the Newton YMCA and sunday nights in the summer with my friends at Aurora Park. Before that was Basketball fun with my friends at Augustana. Well this is 20 years later. My knees are 20 years older and I am 20 years heavier. I will tell you though, it is fun getting back out. I do not have the range as I once did, but I can still bury the 3 (especially when unguarded). Well in two weeks of games, we haven't won yet with my help, but there is always next week.
One unique aspect to the court is Mosquitoes, they are thick. We have a cheering section, but a bug bomb is necessary for the bleachers. An item that comes in handy here is a bug zapper that is shaped like a tennis racquet. Maybe I should invest in one of those. I can practice tennis and kill skeeters. At least while running up and down the court the mosquitoes aren't an issue. I would hate posting up and then having to deal with a swarm of bugs chomping on me. The bugs might just become a 4th B.
Following the game, we go and enjoy local food. Last Tuesday, I tried Chicken Butt and Chicken feet. next Tuesday, who knows.
Take care of yourself everyone,
Prayers to those aboard the missing Malaysian Airlines jet--
Chuck
Chilling in the Philippines -- OOPS Part 2
March 16, 2014
Hi everyone! Hope you had a great Ides of March. St. Patrick's Day is not celebrated here in the Philippines so please have a shamrock shake for me and some green beer.
Well the saga of my lost passport is over. It has been found... and only mere inches from where it should be. Now I am just waiting on the US Embassy to tell me what to do. Their phone banks are down and they do not return emails, even though they say they reply in 1-3 business days.
Basically, I put the passport on TOP of where it was supposed to go instead of in its respective drawer. Items from Suzy's job got piled on top and it was "lost". Good think is that I have it. It is found. It is not like the stolen passports that are being mentioned with the lost Malaysian airliner.
So a breath of relief for us... although it was a $150 misplacement.
Have a good day everyone and take care of yourselves!
Chuck
Hi everyone! Hope you had a great Ides of March. St. Patrick's Day is not celebrated here in the Philippines so please have a shamrock shake for me and some green beer.
Well the saga of my lost passport is over. It has been found... and only mere inches from where it should be. Now I am just waiting on the US Embassy to tell me what to do. Their phone banks are down and they do not return emails, even though they say they reply in 1-3 business days.
Basically, I put the passport on TOP of where it was supposed to go instead of in its respective drawer. Items from Suzy's job got piled on top and it was "lost". Good think is that I have it. It is found. It is not like the stolen passports that are being mentioned with the lost Malaysian airliner.
So a breath of relief for us... although it was a $150 misplacement.
Have a good day everyone and take care of yourselves!
Chuck
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Chilling in the Philippines-- Vinny takes over again
February 26, 2014
Vinny here. While Mom and Dad went on a two week trip, let me tell you where I was.
"The Dog Spa"
Well there were dogs there, but I saw no spa. I have never been away from my owners and on my own. usually Lacey is with me. But she is in Nebraska and I am here so there is that.
The place is two blocks from our condo. Its across a bust road, so we took a cab. I went in with Mom and Dad stayed int he cab to make sure he did not drive off. I kept trying to escape out the door when Mom was filling out paperwork. I do not like this!!!! Where are they going?
I had a suite. Well it wasn't the Waldorf Astoria, but it was better than that flea motel we had to stay in Columbus once. And no one was saying "Dead dog walking"
The staff said I was hyper. HYPER? You think that is HYPER? I will show you hyper... all over your leg. Give me a break. Lacey is usually around to regulate me. I was alone... for two weeks, in a foreign land with people who speak a foreign language... and I am HYPER? There were other dogs to interact with but I don't like all of that. i just want to bark...
Since I have no concept of time, 2 weeks feels like forever. Finally, Mom was back at the counter and there was Dad sitting in a cab. They got me home and I decided to take a nap.
and then a few hours later... I woke up long enough to drink some water...
and sleep.......
Pretty much I did that for 4 days... Those $%$^$#^ owners better not leave me again!
VINNY
Vinny here. While Mom and Dad went on a two week trip, let me tell you where I was.
"The Dog Spa"
Well there were dogs there, but I saw no spa. I have never been away from my owners and on my own. usually Lacey is with me. But she is in Nebraska and I am here so there is that.
The place is two blocks from our condo. Its across a bust road, so we took a cab. I went in with Mom and Dad stayed int he cab to make sure he did not drive off. I kept trying to escape out the door when Mom was filling out paperwork. I do not like this!!!! Where are they going?
I had a suite. Well it wasn't the Waldorf Astoria, but it was better than that flea motel we had to stay in Columbus once. And no one was saying "Dead dog walking"
The staff said I was hyper. HYPER? You think that is HYPER? I will show you hyper... all over your leg. Give me a break. Lacey is usually around to regulate me. I was alone... for two weeks, in a foreign land with people who speak a foreign language... and I am HYPER? There were other dogs to interact with but I don't like all of that. i just want to bark...
Since I have no concept of time, 2 weeks feels like forever. Finally, Mom was back at the counter and there was Dad sitting in a cab. They got me home and I decided to take a nap.
and then a few hours later... I woke up long enough to drink some water...
and sleep.......
Pretty much I did that for 4 days... Those $%$^$#^ owners better not leave me again!
VINNY
Chilling in the Philippines -- OOPS
So we get back to the Philippines.
Customs-- Check.
Passport stamped-- Check.
Luggage-- Check.
Final security-- Check.
into a van we got to take us back-- Check.
Groggily, We got home, and I ordered McDonalds to be delivered and then went to Friday's to say hi to my friends.
after that I came home, ate and we went to sleep. The next morning, Suzy said, "remember to put your passport away." I said I already did. "its not there." What?" Blood pressure starts rising.
"Not here"
"What?"
We are at a simmer... Things start to get more frantic. I start going through everything. No passport. "Its gone."
I can only assume it fell out of my pocket when we were in the van. I have a history of losing things out of my pocket. (Green Bay Packer glove as a youth at Hy-vee West, $100 one day on the east side of Newton, as well as other things) But not my passport.
By this time with still a severe lack of sleep my mind was playing tricks on me. It was like I was recreating in my head that I put it away. or put it in my bag. but it is nowhere. The whole time I was thinking in the back of my mind that it was like an episode of Amazing Race when a team loses their passports. I could hear that zinging background music. I could just picture that a re run of me losing the passport was being played with the passport being highlighted.
Well time to learn how to get a new passport.
It is not easy and the process makes me want to have my passport chained to me.
1. fill out an online application and schedule an appt with the US Embassy.
-- We do not have a printer so I went on a search... I asked the admin office here and the lady took me to an adjacent room and told the staff (apparently) that I needed the CPU. I am working on it and almost done when the lady whose desk I borrowed came over and said, " SIR-- How much longer SIR." She then kept making a motion tapping her wrist where a watch would be. " I have business SIR," I advised I was told I could quickly use it and I needed 5 more minutes. She then stood over me (the Wells Fargo term for this is shouldering) and watched my every keystroke. I get done, finally and ask, " Im done, and where can I print this off to?"
"Sir, I have no printer."
silently to myself I said...
"WHAT?!?!?" "WHAT????" "WTF" No Printer? "WHAT?" "What have I been doing for the last 15 minutes?" "WAIT, WHAT????"
I then composed myself, smiled and said, "Thank you. Thank you very much for wasting my time. I sure appreciate this."
"ANYTIME, SIR!"
Defeated I went back home and told Suzy I needed her help. She got it done and set me up for a friday 7:45 appointment.
2. go to the U.S. Embassy
I did not want to be late so I left at 6 am. I got a cab and told him to take an advised route that should have less traffic. Nearly 2 hours later (should be a 30-40 minute cab ride) I got to the US Embassy. The embassy gives you a 30 minute late window so I was fine. I went through security-- they take your phone and any other electronic devices-- and got a number. I was # 1032 and the sign said -- "Now serving 1001"
I ran the gamut of human emotions. boredom, and then anger with myself for putting myself in this spot, then boredom, then anticipation as it got to 1016, then boredom, then anger, then elation as finally I was called. I get to the window (window 8), and turn in my paperwork. Window 8 takes my info and then advises, " go to window 15 and take this paper there and pay, then go to the air 21 desk and pay for shipping and then come back here with receipts."
Off to window 15... DONE. Then off to the shipping desk. I just shelled out $135 bucks now how much??? "Sir, 65 pesos please." Whew a buck and a half for shipping. relief. Now I am back to window 8. Thanks sir-- now sit and wait. The embassy has a gift shop so I got some pens and a magnet to commemorate how much fun I am having and then it was back to sitting and waiting. finally, around Noon, I got called back up (window 5)for a final answering of questions. by 12:30 I was Out of there!!! Now to find a cab and get home.
3. Go home
I was on a busy thoroughfare (Roxas), but no taxis-- so time to walk. I crossed and tried flagging a cab... some cabbies said too far. Then I was approached by a hotel van that wanted 1,200 pesos to take me home. NO Thanks. Normal trip should be 300 or so. Although right after it I was starting to think twice. To my right were some dogs, seemingly fighting, that turned my stomach... to my left was a deformed guy sitting on the corner with one full left arm and nubs for all other appendages. That was awful. I needed a cab and fast. Just another reason to never lose my passport
Finally, a cabbie stopped and got me back home. In 2-3 weeks my passport will arrive. WHEW.
Well everyone, hold on to your passport. It is sacred. And take care of yourselves.
Chuck
Customs-- Check.
Passport stamped-- Check.
Luggage-- Check.
Final security-- Check.
into a van we got to take us back-- Check.
Groggily, We got home, and I ordered McDonalds to be delivered and then went to Friday's to say hi to my friends.
after that I came home, ate and we went to sleep. The next morning, Suzy said, "remember to put your passport away." I said I already did. "its not there." What?" Blood pressure starts rising.
"Not here"
"What?"
We are at a simmer... Things start to get more frantic. I start going through everything. No passport. "Its gone."
I can only assume it fell out of my pocket when we were in the van. I have a history of losing things out of my pocket. (Green Bay Packer glove as a youth at Hy-vee West, $100 one day on the east side of Newton, as well as other things) But not my passport.
By this time with still a severe lack of sleep my mind was playing tricks on me. It was like I was recreating in my head that I put it away. or put it in my bag. but it is nowhere. The whole time I was thinking in the back of my mind that it was like an episode of Amazing Race when a team loses their passports. I could hear that zinging background music. I could just picture that a re run of me losing the passport was being played with the passport being highlighted.
Well time to learn how to get a new passport.
It is not easy and the process makes me want to have my passport chained to me.
1. fill out an online application and schedule an appt with the US Embassy.
-- We do not have a printer so I went on a search... I asked the admin office here and the lady took me to an adjacent room and told the staff (apparently) that I needed the CPU. I am working on it and almost done when the lady whose desk I borrowed came over and said, " SIR-- How much longer SIR." She then kept making a motion tapping her wrist where a watch would be. " I have business SIR," I advised I was told I could quickly use it and I needed 5 more minutes. She then stood over me (the Wells Fargo term for this is shouldering) and watched my every keystroke. I get done, finally and ask, " Im done, and where can I print this off to?"
"Sir, I have no printer."
silently to myself I said...
"WHAT?!?!?" "WHAT????" "WTF" No Printer? "WHAT?" "What have I been doing for the last 15 minutes?" "WAIT, WHAT????"
I then composed myself, smiled and said, "Thank you. Thank you very much for wasting my time. I sure appreciate this."
"ANYTIME, SIR!"
Defeated I went back home and told Suzy I needed her help. She got it done and set me up for a friday 7:45 appointment.
2. go to the U.S. Embassy
I did not want to be late so I left at 6 am. I got a cab and told him to take an advised route that should have less traffic. Nearly 2 hours later (should be a 30-40 minute cab ride) I got to the US Embassy. The embassy gives you a 30 minute late window so I was fine. I went through security-- they take your phone and any other electronic devices-- and got a number. I was # 1032 and the sign said -- "Now serving 1001"
I ran the gamut of human emotions. boredom, and then anger with myself for putting myself in this spot, then boredom, then anticipation as it got to 1016, then boredom, then anger, then elation as finally I was called. I get to the window (window 8), and turn in my paperwork. Window 8 takes my info and then advises, " go to window 15 and take this paper there and pay, then go to the air 21 desk and pay for shipping and then come back here with receipts."
Off to window 15... DONE. Then off to the shipping desk. I just shelled out $135 bucks now how much??? "Sir, 65 pesos please." Whew a buck and a half for shipping. relief. Now I am back to window 8. Thanks sir-- now sit and wait. The embassy has a gift shop so I got some pens and a magnet to commemorate how much fun I am having and then it was back to sitting and waiting. finally, around Noon, I got called back up (window 5)for a final answering of questions. by 12:30 I was Out of there!!! Now to find a cab and get home.
3. Go home
I was on a busy thoroughfare (Roxas), but no taxis-- so time to walk. I crossed and tried flagging a cab... some cabbies said too far. Then I was approached by a hotel van that wanted 1,200 pesos to take me home. NO Thanks. Normal trip should be 300 or so. Although right after it I was starting to think twice. To my right were some dogs, seemingly fighting, that turned my stomach... to my left was a deformed guy sitting on the corner with one full left arm and nubs for all other appendages. That was awful. I needed a cab and fast. Just another reason to never lose my passport
Finally, a cabbie stopped and got me back home. In 2-3 weeks my passport will arrive. WHEW.
Well everyone, hold on to your passport. It is sacred. And take care of yourselves.
Chuck
Chilling in the Philippines -- Trip to the USA
I can't believe it has been 2 months since my last blog.
Well today will be doubleheader blog day!
January 31 we left the Philippines to head home for 2 weeks. I doubt I will ever adjust to the flights. it is essentially a 24-26 hour event and 18 hours of that is in the air. EACH WAY. With time adjustments, It makes the trip there a 38 hour day essentially (14 hour difference) with leaving at 7:30 AM and landing at 2:30 pm same day and the trip home a 10 hour day with leaving at 7 am on thursday and arriving at 12:05 AM Saturday.
Flying to DSM-- 4 hours from Manila to Tokyo. Not a bad flight. Good breakfast meal. I watched We're the Millers. Funny. Tokyo airport Narita is nice. They also have the best bathrooms ever. Heated toilet seats, full service bidets. Nice. Then the flight to Minneapolis. It was not as crowded but 11.5 hours is nuts. I like tracking the flight to see where we are... at one point we were going 647 MPH with the wind behind us at like 90 MPH. CRAZY.
My plan on a flight of that length is to get up at least 3 times. We are usually near the back of the plane so it an easy feat to get to the back and stretch. I only got up once in that flight due to the food service... everytime I wanted to move, a cart was in my way.
We got to Minneapolis and it was noon AND WAY COLD. I was wearing shorts and a tee shirt and a smile.Weird to think how we have flown 16 hours and the clock is only 4 hours later.
Then a puddle jumper to DSM. HOME! We went to Dollar where we reserved a car for 2 weeks. The lady there (Alex) was super cool and enjoyed that our story. She then let us choose our car-- we went with a Fords Fusion. They had a brand new taurus, but she said it was rear wheel and didnt want us in that. fair enough. We love Ford Fusions.
We stayed at the Extended stay on Douglas. I liked having a kitchen ... Before that we did stop at wal mart for hoodies, hats and gloves. Warmth. Well after one day of the Fusion, we found out that the windshield washer pump was broken so we had to trade our nice car in for an ok Mitsubishi mirage... Not the same.
Des Moines was great. Great seeing all the people I did. Weather did not disappoint. It snowed and was cold. Thank you, Mother Nature.
after 5 days in DSM, we were off to Columbus, Nebraska, to see Suzy's parents. Columbus is a nice town and we had a great time. After 4 days there... We were off to Colorado, time to stay at Suzy's brother and see my parents. Colorado was great. I like visiting there very much. Although I have a lot of friends in the denver area, I don't think I could ever live there, but its nice to visit. Went to my 1st brewery tour and got to see how beer is made.
--Driving in the US vs. Driving in the Philippines.
Now I have not yet driven here. Probably won't. But its different. People use their horns in America as a way to voice displeasure. They flip people off and have severe road rage. In the Philippines, horns are used as a communication device. "Hey, Im going to cut you off!" "I am on your left"... etc. etc... They will drive 5 wide on a three lane road. Cutting someone off is a way of life on the roads. That could never happen in America. American drivers take everything personal, I am learning from being over here... it isnt personal at all. I hate getting cut in front of, but it isn't personal here. In America a lady was cutting inadvertently ahead of me, and said-- oops sorry-- I am not trying to cut in front of you... I said, "No worries... I live in the Philippines. It happens all the time. I am used to it."
--Flying home
Due to the storms in the South, it affected our flights out. We were supposed to go Denver-Seattle-Tokyo-Manila. Well the first flight was delayed so we had to re-route. Denver-Detroit-Japan-Manila. That added a few hours to our trip. It made the long stretch 13 hours instead of 9 from seattle. The cool part from Detroit was that we went up and over to japan. We went over the North Pole. it was cool looking out the window and seeing that area. No Santa... but potentially saw his workshop...
On that flight I did get up often. One, I needed to stretch. Two, I was on the left aisle of a 3-4-3 rows of seats plane. the two to my left was a guy and 3 year old son from North Dakota. He was of Filipino descent, on his way back to Manila for his Dad's funeral and they had to get up a few times. Three, there were these ladies from Japan behind me who were kicking my seat and being very vocal. After one time I got up -- the lady behind me started acting all crazy-- the one glass of wine she had must have affected her. Well the staff tried to help but she would not be helped. so I stayed back and stood for an hour. There was a tall guy back there and he stood by me most of that time and just read his bible.
We landed in Japan and it was just a short layover to Manila. I had the same seat by the same people on that flight but since there was considerably fewer people, I moved back to an open seat to give them more room.
Someday I will figure out how to sleep on a plane. 40 or so hours on a plane this trip anmd maybe I slept for an hour total. It leaves me a little loopy, which leads to my next blog...
Take care of yourselves everyone and appreciate each day we have. I sure appreciate all of you.
Chuck
Well today will be doubleheader blog day!
January 31 we left the Philippines to head home for 2 weeks. I doubt I will ever adjust to the flights. it is essentially a 24-26 hour event and 18 hours of that is in the air. EACH WAY. With time adjustments, It makes the trip there a 38 hour day essentially (14 hour difference) with leaving at 7:30 AM and landing at 2:30 pm same day and the trip home a 10 hour day with leaving at 7 am on thursday and arriving at 12:05 AM Saturday.
Flying to DSM-- 4 hours from Manila to Tokyo. Not a bad flight. Good breakfast meal. I watched We're the Millers. Funny. Tokyo airport Narita is nice. They also have the best bathrooms ever. Heated toilet seats, full service bidets. Nice. Then the flight to Minneapolis. It was not as crowded but 11.5 hours is nuts. I like tracking the flight to see where we are... at one point we were going 647 MPH with the wind behind us at like 90 MPH. CRAZY.
My plan on a flight of that length is to get up at least 3 times. We are usually near the back of the plane so it an easy feat to get to the back and stretch. I only got up once in that flight due to the food service... everytime I wanted to move, a cart was in my way.
We got to Minneapolis and it was noon AND WAY COLD. I was wearing shorts and a tee shirt and a smile.Weird to think how we have flown 16 hours and the clock is only 4 hours later.
Then a puddle jumper to DSM. HOME! We went to Dollar where we reserved a car for 2 weeks. The lady there (Alex) was super cool and enjoyed that our story. She then let us choose our car-- we went with a Fords Fusion. They had a brand new taurus, but she said it was rear wheel and didnt want us in that. fair enough. We love Ford Fusions.
We stayed at the Extended stay on Douglas. I liked having a kitchen ... Before that we did stop at wal mart for hoodies, hats and gloves. Warmth. Well after one day of the Fusion, we found out that the windshield washer pump was broken so we had to trade our nice car in for an ok Mitsubishi mirage... Not the same.
Des Moines was great. Great seeing all the people I did. Weather did not disappoint. It snowed and was cold. Thank you, Mother Nature.
after 5 days in DSM, we were off to Columbus, Nebraska, to see Suzy's parents. Columbus is a nice town and we had a great time. After 4 days there... We were off to Colorado, time to stay at Suzy's brother and see my parents. Colorado was great. I like visiting there very much. Although I have a lot of friends in the denver area, I don't think I could ever live there, but its nice to visit. Went to my 1st brewery tour and got to see how beer is made.
--Driving in the US vs. Driving in the Philippines.
Now I have not yet driven here. Probably won't. But its different. People use their horns in America as a way to voice displeasure. They flip people off and have severe road rage. In the Philippines, horns are used as a communication device. "Hey, Im going to cut you off!" "I am on your left"... etc. etc... They will drive 5 wide on a three lane road. Cutting someone off is a way of life on the roads. That could never happen in America. American drivers take everything personal, I am learning from being over here... it isnt personal at all. I hate getting cut in front of, but it isn't personal here. In America a lady was cutting inadvertently ahead of me, and said-- oops sorry-- I am not trying to cut in front of you... I said, "No worries... I live in the Philippines. It happens all the time. I am used to it."
--Flying home
Due to the storms in the South, it affected our flights out. We were supposed to go Denver-Seattle-Tokyo-Manila. Well the first flight was delayed so we had to re-route. Denver-Detroit-Japan-Manila. That added a few hours to our trip. It made the long stretch 13 hours instead of 9 from seattle. The cool part from Detroit was that we went up and over to japan. We went over the North Pole. it was cool looking out the window and seeing that area. No Santa... but potentially saw his workshop...
On that flight I did get up often. One, I needed to stretch. Two, I was on the left aisle of a 3-4-3 rows of seats plane. the two to my left was a guy and 3 year old son from North Dakota. He was of Filipino descent, on his way back to Manila for his Dad's funeral and they had to get up a few times. Three, there were these ladies from Japan behind me who were kicking my seat and being very vocal. After one time I got up -- the lady behind me started acting all crazy-- the one glass of wine she had must have affected her. Well the staff tried to help but she would not be helped. so I stayed back and stood for an hour. There was a tall guy back there and he stood by me most of that time and just read his bible.
We landed in Japan and it was just a short layover to Manila. I had the same seat by the same people on that flight but since there was considerably fewer people, I moved back to an open seat to give them more room.
Someday I will figure out how to sleep on a plane. 40 or so hours on a plane this trip anmd maybe I slept for an hour total. It leaves me a little loopy, which leads to my next blog...
Take care of yourselves everyone and appreciate each day we have. I sure appreciate all of you.
Chuck
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