Port of Manila, Philippines.
Dirt and poverty. This is what came to my mind when I started to think about Manila. And huge amount of people at one place. The capital city of the Philippines has many faces. I saw that most shocking one with poor people, basically living on the street, cooking on the pavement, half naked and dirty. They were sleeping under the gates of shops, on blanket on the pavement or in their tricycle.
Some of my acquitances said that Manila is the best city where they’ve ever been – big parties, amazing nightlife, vivid daylife… I did not understand how is it possible that they did not see what I saw! Later I was told that there are districts for white people and tourists, where they really have good bars and restaurants and the streets are cleaner.
I still can’t forget the eyes of those little children (4-5 yrs old), who were entirely alone, in one T-shirt for adults walking between the mass of cars on the streets of Manila. They were trying to find anything that might be usefult, begging for money or some food.
I was looking forward to get back to Los Banos at last. This city has it’s beauties when you look at it from far away. But getting closer can make you feel really unpleasant.