Monday – Kiwi meets Australian in Makati buying Viagra
Monday is the last week of the trip and will consist mainly of Commuting and getting the final Ducks in a row before I leave the country on Thursday.
Makati Manila is located in the CBD of the main city. Manila city is made up of multiple cities and Makati is sort of known as one of the main ones for entertainment and nightlife…. I wont be repeating Cebu though …. So no tequila for me…..
the trip from San Pablo, to Manila will be by bus and take around 2 hours. The first leg of that ride is thorough the suburbs of San Pablo and surround areas… after that we hit an express way and bank after that were express all the way to Makati.
we catch the bus at 11:45AM and it costs us 180 Peso Each for the ride… so $6NZD…..bank breaking ….. in all honesty the biggest expenses of the trip is accommodation and food….. most of the other things are cheap. To my luck in the bus we have the pleasure of watching Fast And Furious 8… so on this bus ride we really are Family! …. Marge did not think I was funny with this very old joke after a few weeks of it …..
marge slept on the bus as her body was sore from lying in a bush all Sunday playing cops and robbers on the AirSoft Field…. I am still trying to finish my next book on my kindle that is taking a bit longer than expected.
We arrive in Makati around 2:30 and catch a taxi up to our hotel called “city Garden Hotel” this Is located in Makati and is a 25 Story tall hotel that sits about 3 doors down from Trump Tower.
the hotel is actually a good deal for the the 2 nights we are there but I didn’t notice our room didn’t have breakfast included …. Never fear the city of Makati will take care of us for breakfast.
after checking in I secretly load up my stained underwear and some other washing to go and find a laundry. Also my Cap needs dry-cleaning and my new backpack that is dirty street grey opposed to crisp fashionable Grey….. oh and did I say my underwear is Louis Vuitton Brown coloured…..
I found a laundry up the road called “Lets Talk dirty ” and was a 5 Star rated Drycleaners and laundry service.
I loaded up my back pack and made my way up through the back streets from my hotel.
marge stayed in her room and did marge stuff.. not sure… didn’t ask.. ect.
on my journey up the streets I was getting attacked by more street salesmen more than usual. And with my traditional approach I would draw my index finger across my throat and say no thanks… but I didn’t actually look at what they were selling.
I got to the laundry and 12 NZD later my laundry was dropped off and I felt sorry for the young girl who was going to wash my underwear… luckily I stuffed it in the middle of the bag so hopefully would go unnoticed. The washing was going to take 2 days as the lady wanted to hand wash the backpack to avoid any damage and this would take 2 days to dry…. This is fine as we don’t leave Makati until Wednesday and go to the Sofitel for the last night before I depart on Thursday Evening at 8PM. Local time.
on my return the hotel the same street loons tried to offer me their thrift and I noticed that they were boxes of Viagra or Cialis … which is as most of you know….. male performance drugs for in the bedroom….. firstly I’m 31 so I don’t quite know why they would try to offer me that… secondly why on earth would anyone buy Prescription medication off some guy in a dirty T Shirt …. That is what mind boggles me…. Mr Chan… you do not look like a Dr. in your wife beater… dirty jeans and Sandals.
back at the hotel it was around 4PM and I decided to find the Bar. This was located on the top floor called “Sp” I called past the room and Marge was asleep so I texted her that I was on top and to find me when dinner was required.
up on the top of the Hotel there is a roof top pool a restaurant and bar attached to it. It is all in the open and rather relaxing. The sound of Horns from traffic and yelling of people can faintly be heard through the thick Polluted air across manila.
sitting in the hotel the average cost of my New Favorite beer “san Miguel -Pale Pilsen” has gone from 85 Peso’s to 110Peso….so 3.43NZD a beer still not bank breaking but adds up quicker than usual.
on my $3.43 beer adventure I came across a gentleman sitting there with his Filipina Wife…. His name is Jason and he is Australian. His wife …. Well that’s what he called her…. Neither of them had a ring…. But what do I know.
he is 52….. but we will say 50….. for this chapter.
Jason is a 50 year old Fork Lift drive in Melbourne Australia and he earns $ 41 AUD/Hour.
he claims he is not a rich man but a happy man and his wife lives with him. She is 38 and loves him…. His words again… not mine.
Jason reminds me of Another Jason I know…. This Jason is Wirey and strong looking…. He has slightly less teeth than NZ Jason… but drinks probably about the same ….. scattered around Jason’s Table is about 6 Red Horse bottles….. now Red Horse is 8% alcohol volume and comes in 330Ml bottles…. It’s a draught beer and tastes a bit like a strong Speights…. I had one and didn’t enjoy it when I first got here….. Pale Pilsen is a lot more enjoyable and less Alc/VOL.
Jason is a character and very happy to share his stories of visiting manila over the years with his wife and his highs and lows of those trips…. Unfortunate Jason’s biggest down falls is as he has more Red horse …. His Language deteriorates and his narcissistic personality creeps in with no shame or volume control…. And it becomes very clear that he is balancing on the edge of fun Jason to dick Jason…. Luckily my saving grace is that Marge has just arrived and demanded that we get food…. And I agree with her…… surprisingly I had 8 beers with Jason and I settled my bill and escaped his vortex of self destruction .
Dinner tonight will be a simple mean of marge’s Favorite called ANGELS PIZZA…. It just looks like any other pizza place I have been to… but I must admit they did this very good Spinach and mozzarella cheese pizza that was exceptionally moreish and even better it was across the road from the hotel so 8 Beer andy only had to play chicken with 6 lanes of traffic opposed to navigating the streets of lady boys and prostitutes’ outside the hotel with bad judgement on my side!.
10PM I’m a bit tipsy… time for a big bottle of water and some sleep.
Quantum Entanglement 