My last day in Manila and nothing really to do with it, so I spent the morning doing pretty much what I always do–walking around. City hikes are not my favorite but I got in over an hour and a half anyway. Actually saw quite a bit of Makati and the surrounding environs, including some real upscale and gated subdivisions. And this:
I also found a couple of restaurants on the backstreets that commenter Brandon had recommended. I’ll definitely be giving one of them a go tonight.
Last night I dined at a little hole in the wall place called Tequilaria or something like that. Had some great service from a cute little waitress with a sweet braces filled smile. And I also had the chicken enchiladas.
Now, P. Burgos street is famous for it’s go-go dancing girly bars. Maybe I’m getting old (shuddup!) but I find them more boring than anything else. And overpriced. Last trip I ventured into one and my beer was 150 pesos–the same price as a lady drink back home and more than double what I normally pay. No thank you! I haven’t been to any of them this trip. I did find some open air sports bars on a side street off the main drag and I’ve enjoyed hanging out in those when I’m not at Cafe Cubana.
There’s a big Hash event taking place here this weekend called a Nash Hash. I had actually considered joining up but it is a four day affair and most of the events are out of town. I just didn’t want to spend time in Manila traffic getting there. Plus I have the big Hash event in Palawan next week, that’s enough I think. I did run into several Subic Hashers while I was bar crawling last night. Always nice to say hello to a familiar face!
Anyway, I finished the night back at my hotel bar feeling no pain. A woman walking by made eye contact and the next thing I knew she was sitting with me at my table She gave me her tale of woe about not having bus fare to get back home and asked me to let her do a one hour massage for 300 pesos. Like the drunken idiot that I am I consented and brought her up to my room. She performed a lackluster massage and I overpaid her for it. Sometimes I too nice for my own good I guess. Anyway, I noticed this morning that she had repaid my kindness by stealing a vape pen and one of my chargers. A lot of good it will do her when it comes time to change out the wick. Here’s hoping the bitch gets the Karma she so richly deserves.
Ah well, life marches on.
For goodness’ sake, John! You saw the “Don’t be a victim” sign the other day, but you stepped in it, anyway. Unbelievable.
Yeah, but she seemed different. But there is no denying I was stupid. And lucky that she didn’t take something more valuable. I’ll give her props though. She had suggested I take a pre-massage shower. Well, I’d fallen for that once in Cambodia had money stolen from my pockets. The only time I let her out of my sight was when I was taking a piss. She got the vape and charger lifted and concealed in less than a minute. Guess she was a pro…
Oy. None of this motivates me to visit the Philippines.