After Philippines

Wow, what a great trip. It’s right up my alley. Everything is inexpensive, the people are friendly, they have the world’s most amazing beaches, and there’s tons of women… that love foreign guys.

Cheap rent, cheap taxis, cheap food. If budget is an issue, don’t buy from the malls, they have North American prices. Random Philippine costs in CAD were as follows,

  • $3 for 3 hour bus trips
  • no more than $4 for a 45 minute cab ride
  • most clothing and shoes are knockoffs, so they’re only a couple dollars
  • meals at a carinderia (street-side restaurant) $2
  • ferry trips, less than $5 (1 hour trip) -$30 (8 hour trip)
  • average hotels $50 night
  • decent apartment $700/month

Imagine the warm sun kissing your skin, smiling people, tropical white sand beaches, and wading through crystal clear turquoise water as if from right out of a magazine cover. It qualifies as a favourite place in the world.

Philippines has terrorist muslims there, so it’s not all heaven. Stay out of the south. It’s almost as if you take a map of all the Philippine islands, and as you pan down from top to bottom, it gets more risky. One major exception apparently is Davao city which is located in Mindanao. Other than that, don’t go to Mindanao as a foreigner.

Twas a good character building trip. I came back to Canada a different guy. In what ways, you might ask?

  • a body clock change where I oddly went from a night owl to an early riser from then on
  • it reinforced my confidence with women. Whereas, in North America men can feel unrealistically inferior if they’re not careful.
  • it gave me tons of practice making moves on girls. From meeting to escalating all the way to home base
  • I came away with a stronger certainty of my beliefs and decisions. What I imagine it would feel like being a warrior returning home after a successful campaign. Along with that, however, I have less tolerance for anything or anyone that gets in my way. grrrr


A Life Changing Thought to Kick this Off

Having a month-long trip booked to Philippines coming up, I’ve been talking with many Filipinos and Filipinas. One thing I’ve found immensely refreshing is the women make efforts to not only care for, but build their men up- make them invincible against threats and set them up to take on the world.

One woman in particular said, “if I want to be a queen, I have to treat you like a king.”

These behaviours laugh in the face of of every head-butting feminist. It’s win-win! The women give a little, in mere words mind you, and in turn, they make their men better providers and caretakers of the family unit (which comes back to the women).

This is one of the true natures of women and mothers: nurturers.

Over and out-