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But I think the chance of you getting in trouble for taking pictures of theifs as child stuff. Is slim to none. See it on tv here for the charitys all the time. I know those kids. And it is a shame and food for thought when you see the girls dressed up at mango at 1 am. I told them to enjoy their youth it only comes once. You could see so much pain and knowlege in those little eyes. They tried to get in my pockets my first time back in 20 years about 4 years ago. I could see the mom or auntie egging them on. I even just walked in the middle of the street and they still would not give up. So I walked up to the pizza place across from Jullianas. It was 1pm day time and the waiter ran them off. Now, this is the hard part. I sat there and cried. I would give up my daily pussy for those kids to eat. I just would not let them take from me. But, I knew in my heart my God, Jesus loved them more than he did me. That he said suffer not the children to come unto me. I just do not like to be robbed. That poor young waiter looked at me like a old fool. And I got up after drinking my coffe and water and headed down to Foda. It takes a while to get use to the poverty sometimes. That is why I like cebu more than manila. There are up to 2 million people living on the street in manila. Kids! Our future, Yea I know who they are. And atleast they do not run with adults who are armed like in manila. I have encountered that there.

[quote=redman69;1351966]but i think the chance of you getting in trouble for taking pictures of theifs as child stuff. is slim to none.[/quote]not many guys going to admit it that they been threatened by the cops for possible 'possession of pictures of children. '. i personally know been two guys, who been bullied into settling in lieu of court cases. /jail. etc. when they were taking pictures of the scenery around ac, and the cops demanded to inspect the phone. and more.

well, firstly they weren't street smart. and anyway. they were terrified of being the headline news. especially in the times of highly funded ngos going after ****s. and what is the most common comment after any bar raid? minors found employed.

[quote]see it on tv here for the charitys all the time. i know those kids. and it is a shame and food for thought when you see the girls dressed up at mango at 1 am. i told them to enjoy their youth it only comes once. you could see so much pain and knowlege in those little eyes. they tried to get in my pockets my first time back in 20 years about 4 years ago. i could see the mom or auntie egging them on. i even just walked in the middle of the street and they still would not give up. so i walked up to the pizza place across from jullianas. it was 1pm day time and the waiter ran them off. now, this is the hard part. i sat there and cried. i would give up my daily pussy for those kids to eat. i just would not let them take from me. but, i knew in my heart my god, jesus loved them more than he did me. that he said suffer not the children to come unto me. i just do not like to be robbed. that poor young waiter looked at me like a old fool. and i got up after drinking my coffe and water and headed down to foda. it takes a while to get use to the poverty sometimes. that is why i like cebu more than manila. there are up to 2 million people living on the street in manila. kids! our future, yea i know who they are. and atleast they do not run with adults who are armed like in manila. i have encountered that there.[/quote]well, if you ever drop by singapore, i would buy you a beer, for the emotional roller coaster story you penned there.

Hello,

Please, help me: which travel medical kits (or which reports or which links) are useful to identify sexual-transmitted diseases in sex providers in Philippines? And which are the main medicines to use in emergency case of STD?

Thanks for advice.

[QUOTE=AColonizer; 1352296]Hello,

Please, help me: which travel medical kits (or which reports or which links) are useful to identify sexual-transmitted diseases in sex providers in Philippines? And which are the main medicines to use in emergency case of STD?

Thanks for advice.[/QUOTE]Simple just use a condom and if you find a gf take her to a clinic to do a proper test should set you back about 4000 peso

[QUOTE=AColonizer; 1352296]Hello,

Please, help me: which travel medical kits (or which reports or which links) are useful to identify sexual-transmitted diseases in sex providers in Philippines? And which are the main medicines to use in emergency case of STD?

Thanks for advice.[/QUOTE]Apart from Frenzey's advice, go to a decent hospital (A&E) for treatment. Doctors seen it all am sure and can quickly offer medication.

The police are much maligned in the Philippines and for many good reasons. But this article sort of rubs salt in the wounds as all cheated and got the wrong answer. Says a lot!

[url]http://news.ph.msn.com/regional/hundreds-of-philippine-police-cheated-in-exams[/url]

Manila.

Due to logistical problems, we finally landed in Manila at sunrise. Seven hours past scheduled arrival. I checked into a room at Executive Plaza that I booked on Expedia for 50usd per night. For walk-ins, the nightly rate is 2, 500php. Oddly, both rates haven't changed in a few years, despite the fluctuating dollar / peso.

Even after being awake for 30 hours (Impossible for me to nap on a plane) I was too excited to sleep. So I showered, changed, and headed out to MBC.

Maybe because of the early hour, my first visit to MBC in six months wasn't as exciting as I had anticipated. I arrived to find a rough selection of honeys vying for a few guys slumped over the bar. The guys were in a zombie-like state, presumably due to a night of hard partying. And the honeys looked tired and desperate. The mood was depressing. I left before I even finished my drink.

Still awake at noon, I returned to MBC determined to find a quality honey to keep me company before sleep caught up with me. A cutie, looking vaguely familiar, stepped up and introduced herself as Princess. Princess reminded me that we had met months ago, and that I had given her a small tip before I left the bar with someone else. That checks out, I thought. Whenever I meet a quality honey that I can't fit into my schedule, I slip her a little something so that she remembers me next time. Princess was chosen on the spot, and left me dead tired after her great performance. I slept for hours.

Later that night, I stopped by Amazonia hoping to spot the elusive honey who had once upon a time rocked my world. Ever since our first and only encounter many moons ago, I always make an effort to look out for her whenever I'm in Manila. I haven't seen her since, but it doesn't cost anything to keep hope alive.

However, I did achieve some success with the charming darling who served me. Fresh from Samar, I could see that she was strictly a waitress and had no interest in the game. We agreed to hook up after her shift the next day for some innocent fun. After finalizing our plans, I said goodnight to Miss Samar, and headed to MBC, where I had an appointment to meet Yvonne.

I've known Yvonne for a few years, and it's always a pleasure to see her. An adorable spinner who always looks fresh and well groomed, never grubby, and never in a hurry, she scores a solid ten for presentation and attitude alone. She's one of the few MBC honeys who I wouldn't mind being seen with in public. You might find her with a friend or two, but she normally operates alone. That night she introduced one of her friends, and the three of us went to my room for a photo shoot. (Yvonne loves posing for photos, but unfortunately for you horny toads, only under the condition that I promise not to post them online.) After an hour, Yvonne asks me to choose between them for the main event. I chose her friend and Yvonne happily leaves with a small tip. Later during her performance, I had to stop a few times to make sure that my newest honey was still breathing. She turned out to be as sensuous as a sack of rice. When I finally sent her on her way, I found myself more disappointed about wasting a good nut than about anything else.

The next morning, I rested before hanging out with Miss Samar in the afternoon. An invitation to my room was firmly declined, but we still had a great time.

Angeles.

I headed out to Angeles for the first time to pay a quick visit to a honey I had recently met on Facebook. Following the advice on this board, I called up Swagman Hotel to confirm their bus schedule. They accommodate everyone who shows up by departure time, so reservations are not required. 500php each way. I also learned that they're only a short ride from Executive Plaza. Close enough to walk, but I suggest a taxi. Walking the streets with your luggage is an invitation for thugs, who will know that you're carrying everything with you, including your passport, cash, and credit cards.

A few dudes on the bus took jabs at me. No need to tie yourself down to one honey in Angeles, they advised. I explained that this was primarily a reconnaissance mission, squeezed in after I had finalized my itinerary. Don't worry, I assured them. I'll be back to tear up Angeles right.

Getting to Angeles was smooth. I was pleased to see that the bus loops around the city to drop off passengers at their hotels. On the rebound, they'll pick you up if you call in advance.

I stayed at the Savannah, booked on Agoda for 100usd. Judging by how hard it was to find an available room online, you should be sure that your accommodations are set before heading to Angeles. Savannah is not in the center of the action, but I was impressed with the facilities. They have real beds too.

I had a great time with my Facebook honey. After the main event, she guided my first walking tour of Fields Ave. (100php trike ride from Savannah.) From what I saw, I understood why dudes give the Angeles Experience mixed reviews.

To get a feel for my Facebook honey's level in the game, I casually asked her about how much honeys in Angeles earn. I then coyly suggested that a saleslady job in a mall might be enough for her. She sharply replied that she prefers working in the bar. She has a lot of friends there, and it's a lot of fun. Expecting a heartbreaking story about the pressures of being the family's breadwinner, that response took me by surprise.

Tacloban.

I started my journey to Biliran to visit an ex girlfriend and her family who have grown over the years to become dear friends. Getting to Biliran involves flying to Tacloban, then riding in a car for about three hours.

At Tacloban, I was greeted by my ex and three of her young and gorgeous cousins. We planned to spend the night in the city before driving to Biliran in the morning. (One of the young cousins drives her own car!)

Dissatisfied with Leyte Park resort on previous visits, I rolled the dice with Hotel Alejandro. As a walk-in, the room was a reasonable 1, 100php. It was simple and clean, and the hotel had a warm and cozy feel. Random walks through the corridors to take in the WW2 memorabilia on display would appeal to the history buffs out there. I highly recommend it. Also recommended is Ocho, a seafood restaurant in town. (I know what you're thinking, and the answer is no. Her three cousins stayed with relatives elsewhere in the city.)

At Biliran, the family greeted me with a surprise welcome back party, complete with a little roasted pig. I spent a few days with the family doing a lot of outdoor stuff. I was asked to put my wallet away so many times I was becoming suspicious. I had a great experience. Her family really knows how to make a visitor feel like a welcomed guest.

My ex is a schoolteacher who comes from a family of achievers. A few of them hold respected positions in the community, and the youngsters are destined for nice careers in medicine and law. It didn't occur to me until my long flight back home that maintaining relationships with the youngsters could develop into nice connections in the future, should I eventually retire to the Philippines. They're now on my Christmas list.

Cebu.

After Biliran, I headed to Cebu to spend quality time with my Cebu squeeze. Getting to Cebu from Biliran involves a harrowing bus ride to Ormoc (200php) , then ferrying to Cebu (I forgot the cost). The bus driver zipped through the countryside like a cowboy high on cocaine.

Miss Squeeze is a recent college grad I met four years ago. Part of her story is the cliché we all know: Young, cute, poor, and fighting her way up in life. But beyond that, she's quite different. Her intelligence is astounding, and I'm not being condescending. She has a greater aptitude for learning than some individuals I know with Ivy League credentials. I've supported her through school, and she just landed her first real job. She wanted to celebrate by treating me to a romantic weekend on the Camotes Islands, for which she had been saving for a while. A lovely catch, indeed. Oh, I almost forgot. And I met her on DIA.

Getting to Camotes from Cebu meant a ride from the V-hire terminal at SM mall to Danao (100php). From there, another ferry takes you to the islands (I don't remember the fare.) We stayed at Santiago Bay Resort, located right on the beach (1, 300php, cash only.) The facilities were fine, but there was no Wi-Fi and cellular service was poor. Like in Biliran, the translucence of the water was surreal. I went camera crazy.

We returned to Cebu where Miss Squeeze alternated between her home and my room at Holiday Plaza (2, 000php) for the next few nights. This provided some time for me to check out Cebu's night scene alone.

On a whim late one night, I took a taxi to the much talked about Colon area. The experience was creepy, but I finally settled on a honey that I took to Queensland Motel. I was tempted to keep it simple and take her back to Holiday, but I was concerned that she might return uninvited while Miss Squeeze was in the room. That could easily happen, considering the relaxed security at Holiday.

Although a little rough around the edges, she was cute with a tight body, and performed like a champ. I mulled over seeing her again, but my thoughts kept returning to the hazards of dealing with street honeys. So I let it go.

Gensan.

My last stop was Gensan. I had originally planned to spend most of my vacation there, but I procrastinated because I was doubtful of its purpose.

I was to finally meet the family of a lady who I've spent several romantic weekends with (I'the fly her in from Gensan to wherever I might be.) She's a sexy 23 year old with a lovely hourglass figure on a petite frame, and has a flawless complexion. She has professed her undying love and devotion to me, but anyone with an ounce of smarts could see that I'm not the only guy in the picture. It didn't make sense to bring things to the next level by meeting her family.

I eventually caved in to the pressure that comes with making a promise to a Filipina drama queen, and agreed to visit for one night. (Yet another clue. Someone truly in love would find that compromise unacceptable.)

Miss Gensan and her (equally hot) sisters picked me up at the airport and brought me to Manny Pacquiao's new Roadhous Economy Hotel, where I dropped off my things before going to their home. The room was a reasonable 2, 000php per night. Everything was brand spanking new. Nice restaurant too. Nope, I did not see Mr. Pacquiao.

Admittedly, after seeing Miss Gensan's living conditions, I can appreciate her mercenary style. If trapped in the same circumstances, I'the also grab on to every opportunity in sight. With that understanding, I took things in stride, and just enjoyed my last night in the Philippines.

Before I wrap up, I have one more thing to share. It seems that some mongers out there have the game fucked up. On two occasions I observed dudes carrying on in public as if they were actual rock stars. Guys, as a foreigner, you will have already arrived with more player points than you will need. Loud and boastful public displays not only serve to turn off the ladies, they also expose you to locals aiming to do you harm. Do yourself a favor and leave your swagger at home.

-Gumby.

[QUOTE=Gumby2004; 1353170]Before I wrap up, I have one more thing to share. It seems that some mongers out there have the game fucked up. On two occasions I observed dudes carrying on in public as if they were actual rock stars. Guys, as a foreigner, you will have already arrived with more player points than you will need. Loud and boastful public displays not only serve to turn off the ladies, they also expose you to locals aiming to do you harm. Do yourself a favor and leave your swagger at home.

-Gumby.[/QUOTE]Great report and nice to read, I do agree with the last comment greatly, the amount of times I see guys here with inflated ego here in cebu makes me wonder why they even bother to leave home and come here.

Some are our bogans from Aust, the others seem to just be bad drunks who think their shit does not stink, I must admit they do look stupid when the stare at my harem of girls, last time going out I even had one try and join my girls while they where on the dance floor, what they did not see is how the security where looking at me while standing behind them, being a local expat and knowing the staff here I never worry, but I can imagine other guys not being as nice.

I think the swagger comes from too much drink and no amount of IQ can help the state these guys drink themselves too.

[QUOTE=Wicked Roger; 1353079]The police are much maligned in the Philippines and for many good reasons. But this article sort of rubs salt in the wounds as all cheated and got the wrong answer. Says a lot!

[url]http://news.ph.msn.com/regional/hundreds-of-philippine-police-cheated-in-exams[/url][/QUOTE]Much like the nursing exams a few years ago. A corrupted culture.

Any news coming out this morning about the murder of the American diplomat in Makati?

[QUOTE=Slippery;1353239]Any news coming out this morning about the murder of the American diplomat in Makati?[/QUOTE]According to this article, the American killed was the husband of a diplomat. I wonder if he was a monger?

For some reason, I can't find this story on any of the major American news networks.

[url]http://gawker.com/5963052/marine-husband-of-us-diplomat-murdered-in-the-philippines[/url]

A USA national living in the city of Makati, a part of Metro Manila, was stabbed to death by four men just outside of the gate to his residential community yesterday. The victim, George Anikow, was initially identified as a diplomat himself, with police chief Manual Lucban confirming he'd received a call from the US Embassy after the murder; other sources identify Anikow as "a dependent of one of the officers of the US Embassy" awaiting a return to active duty as a USA Marine.

According to ABS-CBN News, the four men were riding in a silver Volvo that was stopped at the security gate of the Bel-Air subdivision for an identity check around 4:20 a. M. When Anikow walked up. Reports of the nature of the argument vary, although the police report that at some point Anikow "tapped" the men's car, at which point all four passengers came out and confronted him. Anikow was stabbed repeatedly and died a few hours later in a local hospital.

Friends of Anikow have already begun posting messages of condolence on the Facebook page for the 4th Civil Affairs Group. As part of this group, Anikow was trained in "Tactical Conflict Assessment Planning and Framework," a technique that was designed to assist Marines foster relationships with local populations.

The four men, who were caught by police after a short motorcycle chase, were identified as Crispec dela Paz, Galicano Datu III, Ospic Caburay, and Juan Abastillas. Two of them are currently students at De La Salle University. A tactical knife has already been recovered from the vehicle and the police are prepared to file charges.

Outside of an initial flurry of stories on the local news immediately after the stabbing, I've seen nothing on the local media about the story. BelAir is one of the richest, most exclusive subdivisions in Makati, which makes the story even more bizarre.

GE

[QUOTE=Ezinho; 1353243]According to this article, the American killed was the husband of a diplomat. I wonder if he was a monger?

(snip)

Other sources identify Anikow as "a dependent of one of the officers of the US Embassy" awaiting a return to active duty as a USA Marine.

(snip)

At some point Anikow "tapped" the men's car, at which point all four passengers came out and confronted him. Anikow was stabbed repeatedly and died a few hours later in a local hospital.

(snip)

Anikow was trained in "Tactical Conflict Assessment Planning and Framework," a technique that was designed to assist Marines foster relationships with local populations.

(snip)

Two of them are currently students at De La Salle University. A tactical knife has already been recovered from the vehicle and the police are prepared to file charges.[/QUOTE]Burning Korans, pissing on corpses,"tapping" on a car occupied by four young men when you are a "guest" in their country: kinda makes "Marine Corps civil affairs" sound like an oxymoron.

But the other side of the equation-young Filipinos (in a Volvo, no less)--stabbing a foreigner in the middle of the night in a gated community in Makati, is equally puzzling. In the past, several expats have defended Filipinos against our criticisms, noting their loyalty and generosity. I also know of situations in which poor Filipino families put the last of the family larder out just to treat guests hospitably, leaving nothing for themselves for the future. (Delayed gratification has little meaning to many Filipinos.)

But on the other hand this violent underbelly exists: killing off political opponents; stabbings or shootings to avenge infringements on somebody's wife or girlfriend, or sometimes over some trivial slight against one's honor. (But can't help wondering if this story involves encroachment on somebody's girlfriend.) There's also a history of inter-fraternity violence that has resulted in murdering members of opposing fraternities at the top universities in the country-apparently over little more than honor and retaliation. And these are supposed to be the creme de la creme of young Filipinos.

So this juxtaposition of generosity and loyalty, on the one hand, and murderous violence at the drop of a hat (or a tap on the side of a car), on the other hand, is paradoxical. I have a hard time getting my head around it. Anybody among our expats got a handle on this paradox?

[QUOTE=Wicked Roger; 1353079]The police are much maligned in the Philippines and for many good reasons. But this article sort of rubs salt in the wounds as all cheated and got the wrong answer. Says a lot!

[url]http://news.ph.msn.com/regional/hundreds-of-philippine-police-cheated-in-exams[/url][/QUOTE]Sounds exactly like what the Deltas did in Animal House: all used the same crib sheet with wrong answers for the big psychology exam. Hilarious that real life can be the same as the movie. You suppose the PNP have toga parties?