It is very hard to explain the details, and I'm not quite sure how it happened, but I completely skipped Wednesday and am now in the future on Thursday night at 7:30pm. We must have gunned the Delorian to 88. Anyways I'm not upset at all because Wed's usually suck ass. Who wants a middle day in the week? Not this guy. The sun came up just fine and set as planned. If anyone bets you otherwise, TAKE THAT BET. It is more of a sure thing than Ocho Cinco's "Perfect Catch" getting a season 2.
So far I have learned that the Manila airport smells like stale trix cereal. I just hope that doesn't foreshadow my journey because I want to neither have the roof of my mouth cut up, nor find a sugar coated grasshopper up in my shit. *Note, there was not a prize at the bottom of the airport.
I have also learned that everyone wears pants like a dick head here. It is as if they just got the show Family Matters here and could not decide whether to follow Eddy or Urkel's style. While Eddy had his shit on lock, and the unparalleled ability to add masculinity to any purple shirt, Urkel did get more air time. They followed the latter and the result looks like a city of telletubies wearing mid-drifts.
I also helped carry a newly bought room fan, for a family we are staying with, out of the department store they bought it from. Their kids seemed almost as excited for moving air as much as I usually get for an open bar. While I tried to identify with them I just couldn't because I'm used to central A/C. I guess some things don't translate.
No pics yet because my phone gets no wifi.
Keep it classy San Diego....
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