It was the first day in a while that we
woke up early enough to spend the day in the sun! We had to renew our
visas for more than the twenty-one day visa given to you at the
airport. Intramuros is the place to go if you need to extend or apply
for a specific type of visa if and you're near Manila. Intramuros is
the old capital city that the Spaniards used while they occupied in
the Philippines. It is a walled city with lots of history and
unfortunately a lot of garbage. The actual government office is
outside of Intramuros' walls. I'd provide a photograph but taking
pictures of government offices is illegal in the Philippines! I'm
guessing it has something to do with the resistance fighters and to
some terrorists in the south. The first thing we found out is you
need pants to go into the building. Meg had shorts on so we opted to
go to Manila's China Town instead of renting some from a few people
that offered.
We took our first trike ride to what
was called China town but felt similar to everything else in Manila
with a few more Asian specialty shops. The trike wasn't powered by a
motorcycle like most I'd seen but instead was powered by a very
ambitious man that let us talk him down to 50 Pesos and after we got
to our destination I felt a little bad considering how much work he
had to do to get us there and I reasoned he was the one that let took
the money.
We walked around and couldn't find any
pants that Meg would both want to own and that were a reasonable
price. We ended up going to a near by mall that was full of local
shops. The mall felt more like an indoor market. Every shop had a
space about the size of a storage unit and with the metal gate to
boot. We stopped by a church that was on the way and took a peak
inside. While we were there a wedding was finishing up. After all of
the trouble to get pants, we made our way back to Intramuros to get
our visas.
We got to the office and picked up the
correct forms. We decided that we didn't have everything we needed
(flight number coming to Manila) and we wouldn't have enough time for
the visas to get processed that day. We headed out into the inner
walls of Intramuros for some adventure.
Intramuros has history and you can feel
it as well as see it. The experience is more than some rusting cannons, old chapels, and congested streets. It gives you a feel and
a look at what Manila is and the Philippines to an extent. Intramuros
is an historical site exploited for tourism, used to house the poor,
school the well off, and give place for businesses. It is an
experience. I left Intramuros with a new connection to the place I
had been staying at for several days. I also left feeling a little
more comfortable with mingling in the swarms of locals...but only a
little.
We went to SM Mall of Asia to plan out
what we do the next day about the visas and the like. We ended up
back at Green Belt and saw The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.
A movie in a nice place like Green Belt and being in the Philippines'
largest city, I would have expected to pay more than the ~5 USD but
it felt a good price. Movies are way too over priced in the states. I
thought it was very interesting and efficient that when buying your
ticket you pick your seat ahead of time and are shown where the seat
is in relationship to the screen. I'm not sure the practice would
work in the US but I wish it would catch on, because you don't have
to walk into a crowded theater looking for seats in the dark.
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo was one of those rare gems that I would call both an entertaining
and good movie. To give you a more defined understanding of what I
mean by those two words...An Entertaining movie that I didn't think
was a good movie: 300, and a good movie that wasn't entertaining The Quite Earth. Even if you don't want to see the movie for some reason, you
should see the opening credits. The opening credits are vivid, raw,
inspiring, and frankly you won't know it until you've seen the movie
but also makes perfect sense for the movie. The opening credits
actually give you a good preview to the movie if you know what each
part means. I didn't think the opening credits made sense until I saw
the movie. By the time the movie was out, my watch read well past 2
A.M. It was a long movie, but I had no idea while watching it. We
made our way home and had plenty to recall on the journey to bed.
The next day we made our way back to
the government office and spent the better part of four hours getting
our visas with everyone telling us to go to someone else. The visa we
got was for an additional two months from the time we had arrived in
the country, which is the typical tourist extension visa that costs
3030 pesos. I was happy when it was over and learned that the
government website was very wrong in this case because it quoted a
lower amount, a different amount of days, and the ability for
multiple reentry. We spent the rest of the day at a cafe planning out
our Japan and Korea trips before we'd have to set out for Taal
Volcano—worlds smallest active volcano. We went to a friends place
that we met with the CouchSurfing event and left a few things with
him, while we made the journey at night to the volcano.
That entire city reminds me aesthetically of the party in my pants. true story, everyone is invited.
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