Well, I made it to Manila and checked in. My cabbie took me through as many shitholes as he could, it seemed. But the hotel sure is nice. After I dropped off my gear, I went out in search of a convenince store for some beer and water (since I have a full kitchen).
Apparently, Manila after midnight is not a good place for an American. I got offers of prostitution no less than four times. I love this place!
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